When Nicki first came to us, she didn't know how to play. We didn't know it at the time, but that's common with dogs who are mostly left chained/tied or kept alone in a kennel (I use the word kennel loosely here). It would be two years before we could interest her in toys or playing - and then the gates were flung joyously open. The original post on that is here: An Easter Miracle. For those who want to skip to the "good part", here it is. Miss Nicki, playing for the first time.
Of course we knew that toy wouldn't last long! So we went on the hunt for replacements immediately. This is the result: 
It's been a really good day.
That little chocolate bunny opened a wonderful world for our Nicki. Many toys of all different sizes and shapes followed. To keep things interesting, as other toys filled the house, I put these away to bring them out in rotation from time to time. That was six years ago!!
Today I checked the back of the closet and found that we still had 2 brand new bunnies left. She hasn't had to do without toys all this time - she just had so many others!! Nonetheless, when she heard the "chocolate" bunny squeak, this was her reaction:
