for the birds

This is Daisy's bird. He's a real hit with her. He whistles when you squeeze him, and it's awesome because I think he actually sounds like a real bird. I think that every time Daisy and I are out on one of our walks and we hear the birds chirping in the trees. Then I think, I wonder if Daisy thinks the trees are full of stuffed birds with mommies who are squeezing them to make them sing. Then I think, I think too much.