I’m constantly buying new little babies for Daisy, as she likes to tear their guts out as a pre-dining activity. Especially bunnies. Not this one, though. He’s been around for some time. There’s no telling why he’s special, but he must be. To her, anyway.
Aww, somebody found a favorite friend!
Daisy has chosen well.
When I still had my Sheila, she’d rip open her newest woobie & tear out the squeaker, the stuffing, and then proceed to snuggle up with the woobie. (Every woobie was a sheepskin blob. She didn’t like other stuffed toys.)
Merry Christmas to you and yours!