Threadbare

Cate has been having a bit of a crisis lately since her only comfort, the tag on her favorite blanket, is nearing its end.  She has always loved this tag.  She rubs it on her face every time I rock her to sleep.  The reason for its disappearance, though, is that she has eaten it.  For some strange reason, Cate finds comfort in biting on this tag and pulling it really hard until she pulls the threads out with her teeth (weird!) Sadly, no other tag will do.  It has to be this one.  Moreover, the blanket itself doesn't seem to bring the same kind of comfort that the tag does.  Even though there is scarcely a thread left, she looks for it frantically every time I go to rock her.  What will we do when this thread goes?  

The last remnants of Cate's beloved tag

Biting on the tag