Casey has a new favorite toy. Casey has had lots of favorite toys. There was the Giraffe, which was durable enough to last several days. The sheep, which lasted about 30 seconds. The frog, the Shrek doll, and the terrycloth bone. We don’t talk about the terrycloth bone.
The long and short of it is that Casey goes through plush toys in the blink of an eye. We’d decided that replacing plush toys was becoming too expensive, so Casey had to live with her rubber squeaky toys and her sterilized beef bone.
So for the past 2 or 3 months, Casey has been ABSOLUTELY TORTURED by all the baby toys that have come rolling in due to generous family members, friends, and co-workers. She has been so interested in all the toys, but has been SO well behaved, and hasn’t taken any of them. Kate and I are suckers for our dog, and we thought that all this good behavior deserved a reward. A plush reward. So we spent the $5 on the gator you see here.
It is officially Casey’s new toy. The most amazing part is, that gator has been in our house, and intact, for NEARLY TWO WEEKS. Casey is so cute with it. Late last night I migrated from the computer up to our bedroom, and woke Casey up to move her up there, and I picked up the gator. She was all about taking the gator from me and CARRYING IT UP WITH HER TO BED. It’s like her teddy bear! Or her security blanket! HOW CUTE IS SHE?!?!?!
Wow. When the baby gets here the cute-quotient in this house is going to be so out-of-control.
I wrote a comment earlier and it disappeared. Oh, how sad! Anyway, it was something like this:
Kong makes a tennis squeaker now. Virtually indestructible. Rex doesn’t get plush toys very much for the very same reason. Every day at lunch when I let Rex out of his crate, he comes out, stretches, lets me put his collar on, and then goes back in his crate to get something. It’s usually a bone or a Kong. Just so he can have something in his mouth when he walks downstairs. It is too cute for words!