Den

Django's den is outside the door to K's room, under the steps up to the attic where I work. He plays with the other toys occasionally, because we see them move from place to place, but Piggy is still his favourite. Fortunately he's still in one piece and still grunts when Django picks him up or prods him with his muzzle. The reward for being a photo model was having Piggy dropped through the bannister rails so that Django gets to run downstairs to fetch him back. Simple pleasures!