Death of a Turtle

On the day Eden came home with us, our friends brought over a cute turtle toy with a squeaky thing in it. We named it Turtle. Every night since then, Turtle has lived in Eden's crate. She moves it around and puts her head on it. She guards it from Rai, who covets it. She licks Turtle's little paddle arms. And the other day, she killed it. Now, she is Turtle-less...Well, it lasted almost a year. Longer than Rai's last squeak (less than a day.)