Years ago we found a little golden ball in the street that is now Lily's favorite toy. It has a puncture that makes it just squishy enough to inflate and deflate and suck in saliva and make a disgusting sound as Lily chews it. We now affectionately call it the germ ball because it probably contains every microorganism on earth. When it rolls under the couch, we don't rush to retrieve it.
I was thinking I should sew Lily a stuffed denim duck or squirrel from my piles of rags. Her very own momma-made dog toy! I even have a squeaker somewhere salvaged from an old toy Honey had happily eviscerated.
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
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