We just got a metal armadillo from the Houston Int'L Festival for our doorstep. Eliza insisted on carrying her new friend for about a mile. Later, she refused to give it up when she took a nap. We took it away from her, so she ended up running around the apartment for thirty minutes screaming "ARMADILLO!" until she eventually crashed from exhaustion.
(she went to sleep and the Armadillo is now safely out of sight and mind)