Hi, my name is Lily. I love soft, squishy, squeaky toys.
I love ’em, love ’em, love ’em. I haven’t met a squishy toy that I didn’t like.
The thing is … they don’t love me back so much. In fact, after a wee bit of my lovin’ TLC they tend to fall apart into little itty bitty pieces—like someone shredded ’em.
I don’t get it. And it breaks my heart. It really does!
So, my mom and daddy are always on the lookout for toys that will love me the way I love them—with intense affection and endurance. It would be nice if one of these toys survived more than 24 hours.
Here’s what they found.