She hasn't paid much attention to the toys scattered around since she first arrived from "the sad place," where we're fairly certain she didn't have any at all. But this toy is different. It's so special, she lets herself settle right on down with it, which is a hard thing for Star to do. Settle, that is. She forgot all about me and my buzzing around and the dogs coming and going and voices out in the yard. It's just her and her fuzzy green rubber bone that stopped squeaking yesterday. Nothing else. Seeing this girl sink into a quiet moment or three was heaven. Dog bless summer and all the ways it slows time down for us.