His very first "stuffed" toy was his "lambie." One of the first nights he was home, we were asleep and woke up to the strangest sound I ever heard- remember we had been without dog sounds, let alone puppy, for a couple of years; however, this was different, almost erie- kind of a sound you would think as being paranormal on the verge of deathly. It suddenly occurred to me that something was amiss with jesse and I flew out of bed, down 2 flights of stairs, a hallway and slid into the family/kitchen area. There he was with his "lambie" toy clinched in his mouth as he vivaciously tried to bark and whine his loneliness.
The lamb toy cause a muffled "muffbarkling" sound that was so funny I nearly pee'd my pants laughing... until the look on his "oh there you are..." happy face and tail wag turned into a "are you laughing at me...." frown with his lamb dropped at his paws. I knew at that instant he was not only a smart little guy, he was going to have a sensitive personality that none of our other friends had possessed.
I couldn't resist climbing inside his home area to play and snuggle letting him know he was funny and it was okay.... because we loved to laugh.