The only thing better than the ‘Horrified’ look on the informed cashier’s face when I found this beanie baby was the ‘Delighted’ look on Sarrah’s, when I gave her the doll.  This was one of the few toys that she didn’t “love to death”, immediately.  It survived a few years of home away from home companionship, several washings and a couple of nip tucks.  It stills resides at the Beach House.