Uncle Scott bought Lily a squeeky, green, knobby ball, a package of tiny squeeky tennis balls, and a little fuzzy stuffed animal this last Sunday at Pet Smart because of course Lily stole his heart. I was a little worried she would never play with them since her foster mom said she really didn't play with her toys at her house; however no fears. The little green, knobby ball is the toy de la journée. If she hears the little squeek anywhere in the house, she jumps up running for her special toy, and believe me when I tell you she knows which toy was squeeking and only runs like that for the green knobby ball. Uncle Scott done good. Last night, G kept sqeazing Lily's green ball and then throwing it for her when she would come running. She decided she was done, so she ran in there, chased her green ball down, grabbed it and then came and burrowed into her bed with it. After she was all tucked in with her ball, she looked up at me with a look that seemed to say: "My bal...
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