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Pete's Toy Box: Doll

BABESIDE Baby Dolls, 17inch Large Realistic Cute Soft Body Baby Doll Real Life Baby Dolls with Accessories for 3+ Year Old Girls Gifts, Pretend Play, Collection

By: BABESIDE

Pete's Expert Summary

My human has brought a Small Human Replica into my domain. It’s a rather unnerving effigy, approximately 17 inches of uncanny valley with a soft body and hard, unblinking vinyl extremities. The supposed realism—the hand-rooted eyelashes and unnaturally rosy cheeks—is frankly insulting to a creature of my refined sensibilities. However, I must concede, its soft cloth body and significant size present a compelling argument for its use as a high-quality, pre-warmed napping station, assuming I can get past the creepy, fixed smile. Its value will be determined by a simple equation: is its potential as a superior pillow greater than its potential to steal attention and occupy my premium sunning spots? The jury is still out.

Key Features

  • More Life-like Realism: Experience the joy of cuddling with a doll that feels just like the real thing! Our 17-inch big baby doll is easier to hug and hold. With hand-rooted eyelashes, delicate baby-like fingernails, and realistic folds on its tiny hands and feet, the rosy cheeks add to its charm, making it a delightful addition to any doll collection
  • Irresistibly Cute and Soft: With its endearing smile and poseable limbs, this baby doll for toddler is guaranteed to capture your heart. Her head is made of premium vinyl materials with a cloth body and limbs, soft to the touch, ensuring hours of cuddly fun for your little one. Plus, its durable construction means it can withstand all the love and playtime your child can give
  • Inspiring Imagination and Play: Whether your child enjoys pretend play, role-playing as a parent, or simply having a buddy to accompany them during the day, this new born baby doll fits the bill. It's also great for stimulating children's imagination and fostering creativity. Beyond playtime, it's an ideal collectible for doll enthusiasts of all ages
  • Exciting Accessories for Interactive Fun: Our toy baby doll comes with an array of accessories to enhance the play experience. It includes a birth certificate, and a cute outfit to keep things fresh and engaging, add layers of fun(not included bunny rattle)
  • Perfect Gift for Every Occasion: Whether it's a birthday, Christmas or special holiday, our cute baby doll makes the perfect gift for children of all ages! Plus, it's made with safety in mind, using non-toxic materials, giving you peace of mind as your child plays and explores.

A Tale from Pete the Cat

It arrived in a box that smelled of plastic and disappointment, a clear sign that it contained no tuna. The Human cooed as she lifted it out, a silent, staring homunculus in a saccharine pink outfit. "Isn't she realistic, Pete?" she asked, holding it out for my inspection. I flattened my ears. Realistic? This thing was an affront. Its gaze was vacant, its limbs flopped with an unnerving lack of skeletal structure. She placed it on the grand velvet armchair—*my* armchair—and I immediately classified it as a Class-One Infiltrator. Its mission: to usurp my throne. My counter-intelligence operation began at dusk. I approached with practiced stealth, my tuxedo markings providing excellent camouflage against the evening shadows and the tasteful decor. The Infiltrator sat motionless, its plastic eyes reflecting the dim light from the hallway. I circled it, gathering intel. Its scent profile was sterile, a factory-fresh emptiness. Its poseable limbs were a clear liability; a single well-aimed swat could disarm it entirely. This was no warrior. This was bait. But for what? I leaped onto the arm of the chair, landing with a soft thud that didn't elicit a single flinch from the target. A test of its reflexes: failed. I crept closer, extending a single, cautious claw to probe its defenses. I snagged the fabric of its little hat. Nothing. I then leaned my full weight against its soft, pliant torso. It yielded, collapsing slightly under my pressure and creating a surprisingly comfortable divot. It was warm from where the Human had been holding it. The vinyl of its head was cool and smooth against my fur, but the cloth body... the cloth body was an invitation. My mission had changed. This was not an enemy to be vanquished, but a resource to be exploited. The Infiltrator was not a rival for the throne, but the throne's new, self-heating cushion. I began to knead its soft midsection, my purr starting as a low rumble of strategic reassessment before growing into a full-throated roar of triumph. The Infiltrator was a fool, a plush and witless stooge. It had been neutralized, absorbed into my comfort apparatus. Let the Human think she bought a toy for her own amusement; I knew the truth. She had simply acquired the finest cat bed in the world, and it was all mine.

Barbie Cutie Reveal Doll & Accessories, Care Bears Series with Share Bear Costume & 10 Surprises Including Color Change & Mini Bear

By: Barbie

Pete's Expert Summary

It appears the Human has acquired another convoluted plastic totem. This one, from the prolific "Barbie" tribe, is a nesting doll of absurdity. It begins as a garish purple bear-thing, which, upon being ritually dismembered, reveals a plastic hominid with lurid hair. The entire process is an exercise in creating more, smaller pieces of junk to litter my domain, cleverly disguised as "surprises." The only potential points of interest are the plush costume shell, which might offer a moment of textural satisfaction before I grow bored, and its fleece-lined reverse side, a possible upgrade to my current third-favorite napping blanket. The rest, especially the tiny bear accomplice, is merely future debris to be batted under the heaviest furniture.

Key Features

  • ​With 10 surprises in 1 package, Barbie Cutie Reveal Care Bears dolls deliver the cutest unboxing experience with plush friends, fashions and transforming fun!
  • ​Which doll will you reveal? Unbox to find fan-favorite Share Bear with purple plush costume featuring winking face and heart lollipop graphic -- so cute and lovable!
  • ​Lift the costume head and reveal a Barbie fashion doll with long, blonde hair streaked with purple, posable joints and twinkle-shine eye details!
  • ​Open the 4 surprise bags to find fashions and accessories like a skirt, headband, sunglasses, pair of shoes, sponge-comb and matching mini Share Bear!
  • ​Kids can dress and style Barbie doll by reversing the costume top to find a super-soft fleece jacket with a fun print -- the costume head turns into a bed for the mini Care Bears friend, too!
  • ​Use icy cold and warm water to transform Barbie doll's hair with color streaks and a new look -- repeat again and again!
  • ​This series of Barbie Cutie Reveal dolls makes a great gift for kids 3 to 7 years old, especially fans of the Care Bears and those who love spreading sharing, caring and togetherness!

A Tale from Pete the Cat

The operation began at 1400 hours. The Human, my designated handler, introduced the target package into the living room theater. Code-named "Cutie Reveal," it was a suspected enemy containment unit. I, Agent Pete, moved in to assess the threat, my sleek gray and white tuxedo coat allowing me to blend in as nothing more than a simple, ridiculously handsome domestic observer. The primary container was garish, but my interest was piqued by the plush exterior of the asset inside. The Human, with her usual lack of subtlety, tore into the packaging and extracted a large, purple creature with a disturbing, winking face. This was clearly a disguise; no operative of any merit would be so conspicuous. My handler proceeded with the "reveal," peeling the head off the purple decoy. It was a crude but effective method. Inside was the primary agent: a blonde with suspicious purple streaks in her hair, her limbs jointed for unknown, but surely nefarious, purposes. She was rigid, unfeeling, and had that vacant stare common to all plastic spies. My handler then located four smaller packets—gadget caches. Inside were disguises: a skirt, sunglasses, and other useless plastic implements. There was also a sponge-comb, a tool I immediately identified as a low-priority distraction device and mentally scheduled for a 0300 hours "disappearance" under the refrigerator. The most curious feature was the agent's advanced cloaking system. My handler dipped the agent's head in cold water, and her hair and face changed. A cheap parlor trick, but one that mesmerized the simple-minded Human. Alongside the primary agent was a miniature accomplice, a tiny bear. I gave it a cursory sniff. It was a subordinate, a pawn, barely worthy of being a chew toy. The true prize, I soon discovered, was the agent's own camouflage. The purple bear suit, when turned inside out, became a remarkably soft fleece jacket. A tactical asset of the highest value. My final assessment is this: the Barbie agent herself is a harmless, static threat. She and her tiny accomplice pose no danger to my authority in this household. Her gear, however, provides opportunities. The costume head, now discarded, makes for an excellent observation post from which to monitor the miniature bear's activities before I capture it. But the fleece jacket... that is the real treasure. While the Human was distracted by her water-based magic tricks, I executed a silent, flawless extraction of the jacket. It is now secured in a sunbeam, undergoing rigorous comfort testing. Mission accomplished. The asset has been acquired.

Ms. Rachel Official Speak & Sing Doll, 16” Tall Interactive Toy with 4 Songs & 16+ Phrases, Toddler Toys for Girls & Boys Ages 6 Months to 3+ Years

By: Ms. Rachel

Pete's Expert Summary

My human has brought a new oracle into the home, a soft, plush effigy of some perpetually cheerful woman named "Ms. Rachel." Apparently, its purpose is to assault the senses with songs and phrases at the slightest touch, all in the name of "educating" the smaller, drooling human. While its GUND-brand construction suggests a promising softness that might make for an adequate secondary napping pillow, the advertised "16+ Phrases & 4 Songs" are a significant cause for concern. The existence of a "Quiet/Loud" switch is its only saving grace, a feature that might, with any luck, be permanently set to "Quiet," or better yet, "Off," preventing this garish doll from becoming another noisy obstacle on my path to the food bowl.

Key Features

  • OFFICIAL MS. RACHEL TOYS: Interactive touch-activated Ms. Rachel doll that plays 16+ signature phrases & 4 songs from the hit Ms. Rachel show
  • SPEAK & SING WITH MS. RACHEL: Sing along to 4 songs, like "Icky Sticky Sticky Sticky Bubble Gum" & encourage your child to repeat signature Ms. Rachel phrases such as "I'm so proud of you" & "Can you say...?"
  • QUIET/LOUD SWITCH: Includes a switch for sensory sensitivities, a learning card with play ideas & skill building tips. True-to-show details and baby-safe construction by GUND Baby. (Batteries Included)
  • EXPERT-CREATED LEARNING TOYS: Crafted by Ms. Rachel and early learning specialists, these baby toys and toddler toys support crucial early milestones, aiding development from infancy through toddler years
  • Easter Gifts for Kids: From easter basket stuffers to everyday play, Ms. Rachel kids toys include tummy time mats, rattles, baby teething toys, plushies, interactive Ms Rachel dolls, blocks, puzzles & more
  • Includes: 1 Interactive Doll
  • Covered by the Spin Master Care Commitment. See below for full details

A Tale from Pete the Cat

The thing arrived in a cardboard prison, from which my human extracted it with an absurd amount of ceremony. It was a plush homunculus, a caricature of a human female with wide, unblinking eyes and a smile that seemed stitched on with pure, unfiltered optimism. My human presented it to the tiny, loud one, who immediately poked its fabric hand. A horrifyingly cheerful voice burst forth, singing something about "Icky Sticky Sticky Sticky Bubble Gum." The sound was an acoustic abomination, a sonic crime against the tranquility of my afternoon. I flattened my ears and retreated to the relative safety of the armchair, watching this new horror with deep suspicion. For the next hour, the doll was a geyser of canned encouragement. "I'm so proud of you!" it chirped. Proud of what, I wondered? The small human's ability to produce startlingly loud shrieks? The doll was a font of meaningless affirmation, a jester in a court of one. I judged it immediately: a garish nuisance, a threat to the sophisticated silence I so carefully cultivate. I had already begun composing its obituary in my mind, envisioning a future where it lay face-down in a toy bin, its voice box mercifully silent. Later, a blessed quiet fell over the living room. The small human had been put down for a nap, and the doll lay abandoned on the rug, its fixed smile pointed at the ceiling. My curiosity, a trait I prefer to call 'strategic intelligence,' got the better of me. I slinked down from my perch and padded silently across the floor. The doll was, as suspected, quite soft. I gave its denim-clad leg a tentative sniff. Then, I remembered my human fiddling with a small toggle on its back. A switch. A control. An opportunity. With a deft nudge of my nose, I flipped the switch. Then, summoning my courage, I extended a single, perfect claw and lightly tapped the doll's hand. "Can you say...?" the voice whispered, now a mere shadow of its former boisterous self. It was a revelation. The beast could be tamed. The oracle could be muted. This changed everything. It was no longer a threat, but a potential asset. A large, comfortable, and now *manageably* quiet pillow. My verdict was rendered: the Ms. Rachel doll could remain, on the condition that its volume switch remains my little secret. It will serve as a plush throne from which I can silently judge the household, its cheerful face a constant, amusing reminder of my superior intellect.

JC Toys La Baby Caucasian Baby Doll Set – 11 Inch Soft Baby Doll | Washable |Removable Pink Outfit w/ Hat & Blanket | For Children 12 Months +

By: JC Toys

Pete's Expert Summary

My human has presented me with what appears to be a miniature, plastic version of their own species, which they call a "baby doll." It's an 11-inch, soft-bodied creature with a vinyl head and an unnervingly placid expression. Apparently, it's designed for their clumsy, small offspring and is lauded for being "washable" and "unscented"—two qualities I find highly suspect. An unscented object is an untrustworthy object. While it has no small, swallowable parts, which shows a modicum of intelligence on the manufacturer's part, it also has no feathers, no crinkle sounds, and no erratic movement. Its primary appeal seems to be a small, removable blanket, which might have some potential as a napping accessory. The doll itself, however, looks like a catastrophic waste of perfectly good sunbeam space.

Key Features

  • A Gateway to Wondrous Adventures: Our adorable baby dolls will send your little one on an enchanting adventure that sparks their imagination; From the soft vinyl head to dainty fingers and toes, La Baby doll toys transform everyday play into a world of discovery and wonder
  • They're a Perfect Fit for Petite Palms: At just 11 inches, this toddler baby doll is the perfect pint-sized companion, designed to be cuddled, carried, and cherished; Every toy baby doll is unscented and carefully created with an emphasis on safety – no buttons, zippers, eyelashes, or open-close eyelids
  • Resilient & Refreshable for Endless Play: Designed with love and child-friendly materials, the baby dolls for girls are soft to the touch yet sturdy enough to endure countless trips in the world of make-believe; Each newborn baby doll is washable and durable, perfect for kids 12 months and up
  • A Baby Doll for Every Little Darling: From Caucasian to African American, Asian to Hispanic, and even a delightful Caucasian twin set, we've created a La Baby to reflect the wonderful diversity of our world; Each baby doll for 1 year old arrives lovingly dressed in a removable outfit, paired with charming accessories
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  • Made by JC TOYS. A USA based family owned and operated award-winning baby doll designer and manufacturer with over 30 years experience creating real-life baby dolls and accessories

A Tale from Pete the Cat

The day the golem arrived began like any other. I was meticulously grooming my white ascot when the human returned from an outing, carrying a box. From within, she produced a small, silent homunculus wrapped in a shockingly pink blanket. She set it on the living room rug, a sacrificial offering to a god I did not recognize. It was, I deduced, a creature of pure artifice. Its skin had the faint, sterile smell of a new cat carrier, and its eyes, painted a flat, synthetic blue, stared into the middle distance with a vacuity I found both insulting and deeply unsettling. This was not a toy. This was a silent judgment. I began my reconnaissance from beneath the coffee table, my tail a metronome of pure skepticism. The human chattered at it, calling it "La Baby," a name as nonsensical as the creature itself. I crept forward, a gray shadow against the hardwood, my paws making no sound. I extended a single, cautious claw and tapped its soft vinyl foot. Nothing. No squeak, no retreat, no frantic scurrying. It simply yielded to my touch with a dull, lifeless compliance. This was an entity with no survival instinct whatsoever, a profound flaw in its design. It was an insult to the very concept of prey. My investigation led me to its sole redeeming feature: the blanket. It was a flimsy piece of fleece, but undeniably soft. With a surgeon's precision, I hooked a claw into the fabric and began to tug. The golem, being an inanimate lump, put up no resistance. I liberated the blanket and dragged my prize to my preferred napping cushion. The doll, now denuded and exposed, looked even more pathetic. I gave it a final, dismissive glance. It was useless. An empty vessel. Later that evening, from my new, slightly-more-comfortable throne, I watched as the human gently placed the doll on the bookshelf. Its unblinking gaze now surveyed my kingdom from above. Let it watch. I have its blanket. I have asserted my dominance. The doll is a hollow victory for the humans, a placeholder for their affections. But I am the one who sleeps upon the spoils of war. It is not worthy of my attention, but its accessories are, at least for now, adequate.

Enjoyin 12'' Baby Doll in Gift Box with Pink Cloths, Pacifier, 13''x13'' Microfabric Blanket, and Feeding Bottle. Gift Idea for Ages 3+

By: Enjoyin

Pete's Expert Summary

So, the Human has presented me with this... simulacrum. A miniature, plastic version of their own kind, intended to teach their smaller, louder offspring the basics of servitude—I mean, 'caring.' An admirable goal, I suppose, though one they could learn more effectively by simply observing my needs. The doll itself is a static, unblinking affront to good taste and a waste of perfectly good plastic that could have been a jingle ball. However, I will concede two points of interest: the box it arrived in, which promises at least an afternoon of strategic territorial occupation, and the so-called 'microfabric blanket.' At 13 by 13 inches, it's a pathetically small offering for a human, but it just might be the perfect size for a cat of my distinguished stature to claim as a personal napping mat. The other trivialities are destined for a life under the sofa.

Key Features

  • My First Doll Set, ideal for little kids to introduce them to the world of caring and loving. Small in size, making it easy for children to hold, cuddle and carry.
  • Includes: 12'' baby doll, pacifier, blanket, and feeding bottle.
  • Pretend Play, Encourages holding, nurturing and special care to improve child development and social skills while engaging in pretend playtime.
  • The Perfect Gift, Comes packaged ready for use or to hand over as the perfect gift for Christmas, Holidays, Birthdays, or any other time.
  • The Enjoyin Promise: We know that early childhood development and enjoyment go hand-in-hand. That's why we strive to make products that will stimulate the imagination, develop early childhood tools, and educate young minds, all while still being tons of fun! We promise to do everything we can to make sure that you or your loved ones are 100% satisfied with your purchase!

A Tale from Pete the Cat

Its arrival was announced by the squeals of the little human, the one who has yet to master the art of the gentle, respectful pet. She called it "Baby." I, from my vantage point on the cool leather of the ottoman, judged it to be a pale, soulless golem. It had a blank stare that I found deeply unsettling, as if it knew my deepest desire was to nap for twenty-three hours a day. It was placed on the rug, propped up against a cushion, holding court over my domain. I had half a mind to file a formal complaint with a well-placed hairball, but decided on a period of detached observation instead. The little human spent an hour attempting to force a tiny plastic bottle into the doll’s sealed mouth, a futile exercise I could appreciate from a philosophical standpoint. My interest was piqued only when she draped a small, offensively pink blanket over the creature's legs. The fabric caught the light in a way that spoke of softness, of a quality nap, of a texture that would be divine against my magnificent gray fur. The doll did not deserve such finery. It was an imposter, a pretender to the throne of comfort that was rightfully mine. My approach was a study in stealth. I flowed from the ottoman like a silent, smoky shadow, my paws making no sound on the hardwood. I circled the scene, my tail a low, questioning banner. The little human was now trying to insert the pacifier, another piece of useless plastic. This was my moment. With a casual flick of my tail, I "accidentally" brushed the pacifier from her hand. It skittered under the sofa. As she scrambled after it, chattering nonsense, I made my move. One swift, elegant motion and the blanket was mine, dragged several feet away into a patch of afternoon sun. I settled onto my prize. The microfabric was, as I suspected, exquisite. It was the perfect size for a single, discerning cat. When the little human returned, pacifier in hand, she found her "Baby" bare-legged and me in a state of blissful repose. She looked from the doll to me, a flicker of understanding in her eyes. She shrugged, placed the pacifier on the doll's chest, and left us. The golem stared on, unchanging. My verdict is this: The doll is a Trojan Horse. On its own, it is an insult to the very concept of "play." But it is a vessel, a delivery system for a truly superior napping accessory. For its service in bringing this blanket into my life, the plastic husk has earned the right to exist. For now.

Melissa & Doug Mine to Love Jenna 12" Soft Body Baby Doll With Romper, Washable Doll Accessories, First Baby Dolls For Toddlers 18 Months And Up

By: Melissa & Doug

Pete's Expert Summary

My human has presented me with what they call "Jenna," a small, soft effigy of their own kind from the Melissa & Doug conglomerate, a company I know specializes in durable goods for the loud, small humans. Its primary appeal, I surmise, is its plush torso, which seems adequately sized for a proper bunny-kicking session. The smooth, plastic-like limbs are less interesting, though perhaps they offer a satisfying texture for a tentative claw. However, its most disturbing feature is its mechanical eyes that open and close, suggesting a level of awareness I find deeply unsettling in an inanimate object. It could be a worthy adversary and potential napping companion, or merely a silent, creepy observer destined to gather dust. The jury is still out, but my claws are ready to deliberate.

Key Features

  • Sweet baby cheeks and soft, cuddly body inspire kids for hours of pretend play
  • Wipe-clean arms and legs
  • Removable smocked romper and matching cap
  • Eyes open and close, and able to suck thumb or pacifier; this product ships in its own special e-commerce packaging intended to be easier to open and reduce waste (curbside recyclable)
  • Makes a great gift for toddlers and preschoolers, ages 18 months to 5, for hands-on, screen-free play

A Tale from Pete the Cat

It arrived not in a garish, noisy box, but a discreet brown wrapper, the kind used for clandestine deliveries. My human, with their usual lack of subtlety, tore it open and placed the operative on my rug. It stared at me. I stared back. This was "Jenna," an infiltrator with a soft body and the cold, unblinking gaze of a seasoned spy. Its mission was unknown, but its presence was an immediate threat to the established order of the household—namely, my unchallenged reign over all comfortable surfaces. I began my surveillance at 0200 hours, under the pale glow of the streetlights filtering through the blinds. The operative lay motionless on the floor where the human had left it. I crept closer, my tuxedo-patterned fur a perfect camouflage in the shadows. Its most unnerving feature was its ocular system. The eyes, a glassy, vacant blue, would snap shut the moment its body was horizontal. A feigned slumber. A classic espionage tactic I've seen in lesser creatures, like possums. When upright, they stared, forever watchful. I circled it, sniffing for weaknesses. The torso was yielding, but the limbs were smooth and cold, like porcelain. They smelled of nothing. A true professional. My first move was to disable its headgear—a flimsy pink cap, which I batted clean off its head and under the sofa. A small victory. Next, I tested its defenses. A swift pat to the face produced a hollow sound and a slight wobble. Its arms and legs offered no purchase for my teeth. This confirmed my theory: the soft body was its core, its vulnerable command center. I decided a direct confrontation was necessary to extract whatever information it was hiding. Was it here to monitor my napping schedule? To report on the quality of my food? I initiated the final protocol: The Abdominal Assault. Pinning the operative’s soft torso with my forepaws, I unleashed a flurry of hind-leg kicks, the ultimate expression of feline dominance. The soft body absorbed the blows beautifully, offering just the right amount of resistance without any annoying squeaks or alarms. I wrestled it, flipped it, and subjected its removable romper to significant structural stress. After a vigorous ten-second battle, the operative was subdued, face down on the carpet, its trick eyes forced shut. It offered no further resistance. My work was done. The threat was neutralized, its secrets (or lack thereof) secured. It now serves as a rather plush victory monument, a soft reminder that no silent intruder can escape my vigilance. A worthy, if short-lived, opponent.

JIZHI Lifelike Reborn Baby Dolls - 20Inch-Real Baby Feeling Realistic-Newborn Baby Dolls Adorable Smiling Real Life Baby Dolls with Gift Box for Kids Age 3

By: JIZHI

Pete's Expert Summary

So, the human has brought another piece of clutter into my kingdom. This one, a "JIZHI Lifelike Reborn Baby Doll," is a particularly odd specimen. It's a silent, smiling, miniaturized human with an unnervingly "real baby feeling" and a soft, posable body. They seem to think its purpose is to create an "emotional connection" with their offspring. From my superior vantage point, I see its potential applications are limited. The soft cloth torso might serve as a makeshift napping pillow in a dire emergency, and its permanent stillness means it won't startlingly interrupt my slumber. However, it presents zero predatory challenge and seems designed primarily to siphon attention away from truly deserving subjects, namely, myself. A glorified, uncanny paperweight.

Key Features

  • Cherish Your Sweetheart: She's so lively & cute, you're sure to fall in love with this realistic-reborn baby doll girl from the first moment you hold her. When you hold her, the first thing you'll want to do is to hold her close and cherish every adorable inch of her, from her adorable face, those layers of baby chubbiness on her arms and legs to her tiny wrinkled feet.
  • Adorable Girl: The real reborn baby doll that looks real has the soft and supple feeling of real skin and perfectly captures every nuance of newborn girl. Subtle, lifelike hand-painting face & body details that give her a sun-kissed glow, wavy brown hair that is hand-rooted and even delicate hand-applied eyelashes make this lifelike baby doll absolutely irresistible.
  • She Wants to Play with You: The baby reborn doll is 20 inches head to toe & almost every inch of her is baby soft and a cloth body underneath the vinyl allows for natural movement so that she is fully poseable and you can raise her arms up high, or even cross her little legs! All of these make her soft for baby to hold and play.
  • A Friendly Playmate: This real looking baby dolls conforms to the safety requirements of ASTM F963 and CPC for ages 3+. Totally safe for your kid.
  • Gift-Ready Delight: Elevate gifting with the Smiling Reborn Doll – a thoughtful, heartwarming present for baby showers, birthdays, or any special occasion that deserves a touch of magic.
  • Emotional Connection: Foster a deep emotional connection with this Smiling Reborn Doll, as its cheerful expression and lifelike features create an instant bond that transcends the ordinary.
  • Versatile Display Options: The Smiling Reborn Doll is perfect for various display settings, such as photography sessions, and themed events, or as a charming centerpiece in your home.

A Tale from Pete the Cat

The thing arrived in a box, which was, for a moment, the most interesting part of the entire affair. But then The Provider extracted the creature and set it upon the chaise lounge—*my* chaise lounge. It was a homunculus, a small, fleshy-looking thing with glassy eyes and a smile that did not waver. I watched from the arm of the sofa, tail giving a single, irritated flick. The human cooed about its "sun-kissed glow" and "adorable" chubbiness. I saw only a rival. A silent, unmoving, and therefore deeply suspicious rival for the best sleeping spots and the most devoted chin scratches. My initial approach was one of professional assessment. I leaped silently onto the chaise, circling the intruder. The scent was all wrong—a sterile mix of vinyl and something faintly sweet, like the humans' cleaning fluids. Its "wavy brown hair," which the human stroked with baffling affection, was clearly a synthetic weave, not the genuine, shed-able article. I extended a cautious paw, my claws sheathed, and prodded its arm. It was soft, yielding. The human called this "fully poseable." I called it "lacking a spine," both literally and figuratively. This was no warrior. This was... furniture. I conducted a series of tests. A gentle pat to the cheek yielded no response. A more forceful nudge to the torso, where the soft cloth met the vinyl limbs, merely caused it to list to one side, its painted smile still locked in place. I tried to initiate a game of "pounce and flee," but it stubbornly refused to flee. It was the most boring adversary I had ever encountered. It wouldn't even have the decency to be startled, to provide me with the brief, thrilling chaos I so enjoy creating. Finally, my verdict was reached. This was not a threat, nor was it a playmate. It was a decorative lump. A deeply uncanny one, but a lump nonetheless. Seeing no further use for it as an object of study or scorn, I curled up against its soft, pliant side. It was, I had to admit, an exceptionally well-shaped pillow, absorbing and radiating the warmth of the afternoon sun in a most satisfactory way. As I drifted off to sleep, I decided it could stay. Not because of its "emotional connection" or its "cherishable" face, but because its vacant smile and lifeless form provided excellent, non-judgmental lumbar support. A win for me, as always.

Barbie Fashionistas Doll #234 with Brown Hair, Wearing Sequined Purple Bubble Dress with Satiny Skirt, Silvery Necklace and Heels

By: Barbie

Pete's Expert Summary

My human seems to believe my opinion is required on this... object. It is a plastic effigy of their species, clearly intended for the smaller, louder human. This "Barbie" character is clad in a rather ostentatious purple garment. I will concede, the tiny, scratchy sequins on its torso and the silvery, dangly bits around its neck and on its feet have a certain allure. They might be worthy of a tentative pat, should the opportunity arise to knock it from a great height. However, its primary function seems to be standing there stiffly, an activity I have already perfected and see no need to outsource. I suspect its playability, for a creature of my refined sensibilities, will be fleeting—a momentary distraction before a more important nap.

Key Features

  • Designed to reflect the world kids see today, this diverse line of Barbie Fashionistas dolls showcases bright and trendy styles that inspire endless storytelling possibilities
  • Barbie doll wears her brown hair down in soft waves Her look features fun details that make her personality pop, like a silvery necklace and matching strappy heels
  • She is headed to a glitzy and glam event in her purple bubble dress The strapless bodice shines with a sequined print, while her satiny skirt adds plenty of fun flounce
  • With such a versatile and stylish look, this Barbie doll is ready for any adventure that kids dream up
  • Kids 3 years and up can collect other Barbie Fashionistas dolls for even more fun with friends and fashion at playtime

A Tale from Pete the Cat

It appeared without warning, a silent sentinel posted on the Little Human’s dresser. I observed it from the doorway, my tail giving a slow, contemplative twitch. The humans called it a doll, a toy. I knew better. This was an observer, a new node in the household surveillance network. Its disguise was clever, I’ll grant it that. The garish purple uniform was designed to be dismissed as festive, but the shimmering sequins on its torso were clearly some kind of multi-faceted optical sensor array. The silvery necklace? A micro-transmitter, no doubt, relaying my every move back to the central command—the beings who control the can opener. I decided a direct approach was necessary. Under the pretense of a casual stroll, I leaped onto the dresser, my paws making no sound on the polished wood. I circled the operative. It was unnervingly still, its painted-on eyes staring into a future I could not see. I leaned in, sniffing its plastic form. A faint, sterile smell. No soul, just purpose. The satiny flounce of its skirt rustled as my whiskers brushed against it, a sound only I could detect. It did not react. This was a professional. My mission was clear: I had to test its capabilities. I had to know if it was a passive monitor or an active agent. Retreating to the floor, I crouched low, my gray tuxedo blending into the evening shadows. My target was the top of the wardrobe, a perilous leap I reserved for moments of extreme athletic expression. I gathered all my power, every muscle tensed for a silent, perfect launch. This was not for show; this was for information. I soared through the air in a graceful arc. I landed atop the wardrobe with the silence of falling dust. I turned, peering down at my new adversary. The operative, #234, had not moved. It had not flinched. Its head hadn't even tracked my movement. A lesser cat might have concluded it was just a mindless piece of plastic. But I, Pete, understood. It hadn't reacted because it was so perfectly disciplined. It saw everything, recorded everything, and betrayed nothing. It was a worthy, silent opponent in my kingdom of soft surfaces and sunbeams. The game, as they say, was afoot. I gave a slow, respectful blink, accepting its challenge. This house was not big enough for two such masters of observation.

Rainbow High Littles – Opal Raine, Rainbow 5.5" Posable Small Doll with Purse, Magical Pet Unicorn, Girls Toy Gift, Kids Ages 4-12 Years

By: Rainbow High

Pete's Expert Summary

My human seems to have acquired yet another small plastic idol for her collection. This one is called Opal Raine, a "Little Sister" doll from the Rainbow High dynasty, which apparently also has a corresponding moving picture show that I'm forced to ignore while napping. It's a diminutive figure with an alarming explosion of synthetic rainbow hair and a tiny, vacant stare. She comes with an even tinier plastic unicorn, which I suppose is meant to be her "pet." Frankly, the entire ensemble looks rather un-chewable and far too rigid for a proper pounce. The only items of remote interest are the unicorn's horn, which might be suitable for batting under the sofa, and the doll's purse, which could potentially hold a single, very valuable kibble. The rest seems like a monumental waste of shelf space that could be better utilized for my afternoon sunbathing.

Key Features

  • LITTLE SISTER: Finally, you can create stories with your favorite dolls’ little sisters. Introducing Amaya Raine’s little sister – Opal. She looks up to her big sister; she is the happiest when they are lounging on the couch reading new books.
  • ADORABLE FEATURES: Opal Raine has her own unique style. She’s in a rainbow dress with soft tulle fabric and molded top. She comes with matching rainbow shoes and a purse. She has an adorable younger face sculpt and long straight rainbow hair with three cute rainbow buns.
  • MAGICAL PET: She comes with a super cute magical rainbow pet unicorn.
  • SMALL DOLL THAT’S POSEABLE: She is the perfect height for her age, 5.5”. And because she is articulated at the head, shoulders and legs, she is so easy to pose.
  • WHAT'S INCLUDED: 5.5” Small doll, removable outfit & shoes, purse and magical pet with horn.
  • COLLECT THEM ALL: Magenta, Daisy, Sapphire, Amethyst, Bailey, Opal
  • WATCH ON YOUTUBE and NETFLIX. Watch the new episodes of the Animated Series featuring the Littles on YouTube. And catch up from the beginning on Netflix. Just search for "Rainbow High”

A Tale from Pete the Cat

The artifact arrived in a clear prison, which the human dismantled with gleeful cries. She set the two figures on the low table in the sunroom: the rainbow-haired homunculus and its horned, white accomplice. She called them "Opal" and her "magical pet." Then, as she always does, she was distracted by the glowing rectangle in her pocket and left the room, abandoning her new treasures. This was my moment. I dropped from my perch on the armchair, landing with the practiced silence of a seasoned operative. The mission: assess the new arrivals. My investigation began with the primary subject, Opal. She stood a mere paw-and-a-half high, her rainbow dress a garish affront to my sophisticated gray-and-white sensibilities. I nudged her with my nose. She toppled over with a pathetic clatter, her articulated limbs akimbo. Her purse, a tiny plastic cube, skittered away. I sniffed it. Empty. Useless. Her hair, a cascade of synthetic colors, felt rough against my tongue. I gave one of the three buns a tentative tug with my teeth. It was disappointingly resilient. This one was all style, no substance. A decoy. My attention turned to the accomplice. The so-called "magical pet unicorn." It was smaller, smoother, and possessed a single, intriguing protuberance on its head. I circled it slowly, my tail giving a thoughtful twitch. Was this the source of its "magic"? I extended a single claw and gently *tinked* it against the horn. A satisfying, high-pitched sound. I batted it. It slid beautifully across the polished wood floor, its rainbow mane a blur of motion. It spun, it glided, it ricocheted off a table leg with a delightful *thwack*. Aha. The unicorn wasn't the doll's pet; the doll was merely its chaperone. This smooth, horned projectile was the true prize. My verdict was clear: the doll could remain as a silent, judgmental ornament, but the unicorn had just been recruited for the midnight floor hockey league. It was worthy.