Meet Mercy. This is Evelyne’s favorite sleep buddy that Clay affectionately named before she was born because she has such a schweet face. Kindly take notice of the ears. Her tail, though you can’t see it, is the same color. This deformity is due to my child’s saliva. Evelyne sucks and chews-on Mercy all day and all night long. Mercy is always in her arms throughout the night and never far from her while she plays.
The ears used to be more of a black color, but a good washing faded them to a nice brown. After awhile, she also starts to stink, and when we get Evelyne in the morning from her crib, we can smell her Mercy-breath. Needless to say, I try to stay on-top of washing Mercy regularly, but never will she go back to the pristine whiteness of her youth before Evelyne fell in love. But a much-loved animal is she, and I admit, her longsuffering has gained some affection from me as well.
Here is a picture of Evelyne when she was about six-months old, as I found her asleep in her crib.