These are my Cuz. I love my Cuz, I love that delicious rubbery goodness. Actually, the two on the left aren’t Cuz but they're made by the same people who make Cuz so they're Cuz to me. All of the little ones and the FrankinCuz have lost their squeakers but I still love them anyway. I didn't realize that I had this many till mom got them all out to take a picture of. She now says that she is not getting me anymore till I tear up, or otherwise destroy, at least half of my present collection. And seeing as I have never even damaged a single one that will probably not happen anytime soon. Mom says that I need to go into Cuz rehab.