In honor of National Stuffie Appreciation Day, May 8th, I'm sharing photos of Levi's and my stuffed toys. Levi is using all my old hand-me-downs. Mom says he can get some of his very own when he's old enough to go shopping on a leash.
This is the Blue family, Mr. Dippy Dog and Miss Teddy-Do. Mom likes the blue family because she can see them on our gray floors and Dad can run over them with his wheelchair and not get stuck.
When I was earth bound, I hated the White family, Mistress Lamb and Wacky Duck, because they were too noisy for my tastes but my baby brother loves to make them squeak and squeal.
Levi and Wacky Duck.
These are the Rainbow Buddies. Both of them were fun to play with and triangle was my very favorite stuffie. Today, Levi got his first lesson on retrieval with the rainbow ball. There is a bigger triangle in the closet but Mom is waiting for Levi to grow up a little bit more before giving it to him. I used to stick my head right inside of that triangle and Levi is trying to do the same thing with the little one.
This is a photo of my very first stuffie and it was taken on the day my humans brought me home for the first time. Can you believe it! They made me live in a cardboard box until I got housebroke. You can just barely find me in this photo. My eyes are in between the yellow and blue.
When I was three years old my Dad sent away in the mail for this Energizer Rabbit stuffie. He really did spoil me rotten. Mom sold it when they downsized, but there's still a little one packed away.
This is Dad's stuffie from when he was a toddler in the '40s. Boy, did Dad get mad when I tried to take him for a walk one day. Teddy lives in a glass cage now.
This is another of my dad's stuffies, Mr. Froggie. He won the green guy playing a carnival game called 'frog flopping' back when he and Mom were young. Dad would never let anyone play with Mr. Froggie either. He lives on a high shelf in the library.
These are Mom's stuffies from the '50s. They do things. One walks and one has a radio in its nose. The small one is into voodoo, he's full of pins.
This stuffie lives in the guest bedroom. I feel sorry for German Dog because no one plays with him. Mom says she rescued him from a flea market, so I guess the guest bedroom is a better place to live than a flea market. I hate fleas.
Happy National Stuffie Appreciation Day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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