BUT THE TOYS MIGHT BE SAD!
They also get upset with the other toys you sleep with if you don't rotate them on an equitable schedule.
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BUT THE TOYS MIGHT BE SAD!
They also get upset with the other toys you sleep with if you don't rotate them on an equitable schedule.
I still have the yellow bunny that my father threw out after my bout with rubella. It's pretty sad, post washing machine, but I just can't give it up. I probably have a dozen stuffed toy from the ages.
I have my stuffed goat and stuffed tiger that I've had since I was six. They're packed away with the rest of the dust-catching plush that I can't get rid of.
oh yikes. mac saw it today with Uncle G and I know there were tears. He is never letting me de-clutter his stuff again, is he?
Oh no! Is it like the Velveteen Rabbit?
I still have my felt alligator "The Professor" on my bed (at the end of it), though he lost his professorial spectacles decades ago.
I also have a knit snake that I don't think I ever named, but he was always more of something I'd drape on something rather than have as a snuggle critter.
I still have Softy, the Koala bear I got when I had my tonsils out when I was 5.
Oh, I still have my teddy bear and there are several things still at my parents' house, but I can see mac wanting to keep every blasted cheap plastic object.
I still have Softy, the Koala bear I got when I had my tonsils out when I was 5.
Awwww. Just imagining post-tonsillar 5-year-old Perkins with her Softy is making me want to smish grown-up Perkins to bits.
I still have my two dogs Snoopy and Napoleon (mine is much more beat-up than the one in that picture), and the nameless but beloved lop-eared bunny puppet, all here, and Shaw the Scottie is somewhere in storage at my dad's house. There's also a kitten called Caramel who was carnally assaulted by my actual lop-eared rabbit during my senior year of college.
My Snoopy is long gone, sadly. Water damage. But he was well-loved for a very long time. He was really my one and only stuffed animal buddy. He had clothes and everything!
::sniffles::