Stuffed animals I believe that every kid should have one stuff animal no matter if you’re a boy a girl or you are like Lady Gaga and live in between these two genders.
So my dog had just spent like 2 hours outside in my parents' back yard for punishment for snapping at my mom so I let Spike in and wanted to give him something to fuck up that wouldn’t result in blood and a lawsuit. So I went searching through a pile of old plastic containers looking for something stuffed with synthetic fibers. There is this huge container labeled stuffed animals I open it and to my surprise its every stuff animal I had when I was younger. I’m talking real young like 1 to 3 after that it was all action figures and comic books (I’m a man a big man). Anyway I go into to reach for this stuff animal on top, which is this huge bear a little bigger, then Spike matter fact I use to call him Big Bear. Spike starts getting all excited wanting me to throw this toy his way but something snaps in my head. I’m looking at Big Bear and I remember great times I had with this stuffed bitch it took me 19 years before I could get a dog Big Bear has been around since day one and I mean day one my Uncle Seth bought this fiber monster for my 1st birthday and he is literally the first stuffed bear I was ever given. So I had save Big Bear from Spike ripping him several new holes and using him as a practice dummy.
Anyway the moral of the story is why destroy your old toys when you have a younger sibling with plenty of stuff animals for you’re dog to destroy.
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