I adopted Ruthie from a second hand store. She was buried with all the abused stuffed toys. She showed no signs of abuse, neglect or use. She fell in love with me right away and we walked around the store looking at things and talking to kids.
At the checkout counter she had a great time talked with the clerk. She tried to sit on my wife’s shoulder, but that didn’t work out so well. I paid my fifty cents and she’s been with me ever since.