I was rummaging through a box and found this old rattle. I turned a number of these about twenty-five years ago and this was one of the poorer ones that I didn't give away. I turned a nice one for a granddaughter who kept it with her twenty-four hours a day. She played with it, teethed on it, sucked on it, beat on things with it and just generally refused to part with it. Her mother finally put it away so she could have it later in life. Sure glad no one told her walnut is dangerously poisonous because she never had any reactions or problems with it. Just shows that what you don't know can't hurt you.(-;
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