Givin' Therapy to Stuffies

I have a few concerns that have been occupying my mind lately...stuffies being one of them. Yah know, us four legged humans we bite, lick, rip, shred, gut and sometimes demolish our stuffies, all with good intentions of course, but do we ever say "Thank You"...I know I don't.

I think we should make May 8th National Stuffie Appreciation Day. I propose that on the 8th we all post our favorite pictures of our stuffies and tell the world why we love them so.

I started National Stuffie Appreciation a bit early! I only did it 'cause, well, my stuffies have been through a lot. So, over the weekend I gave lots of therapy to my stuffies. I don't know if you can tell, but there is a moose under my fuzzy head in the picture above. Not only is my Moose stuffy receiving very intense therapy, but I also kissed his ear and head so much that the stuffing inside got a little therapy too! Gosh I love my stuffies!

And here, my duck was feeling a little depressed, so I let him quack it out, then napped with him and kept him all warm and fuzzy on the owl bed! He appreciated it so much that he let me get a few good honks/farts outta him without even putting up a fight!

I even brought the Honkin'/Fartin' duck to work with me so he wouldn't be alone. He needed a lot of consoling over the weekend. Apparently, I have both abused and neglected him the past few days...so he was number one on my list to theraperize.

Solomon the snake was up next. I brought him to work too, mostly because he enjoys seeing the kids! Let me tell you, a one headed snake can talk...but you just wait and hear all that a two headed snake has to say! I had to lay on one head at a time, they each needed their own therapy session!




Now this guy, he was a charity case. I found him in the backyard of the Infant House at work. Enough said right there right? He's around lots of boogers and stuff, so I took him and claimed him in the name of Mr. T-Bone Beasley! I licked him lots so it was like a nice massage to him. Then I layed on him...he felt more love and care than he ever has before!

Okay, now my Squiggly was the most important to me, mostly because he's the one who feels my wrath the most. When my human doesn't give me more puppy chow...he gets Bease bit. When I get told "NO!" I chomp on him a bit. And when I'm just down right ornery I shake the livin' crap outta him! So, my dearest Squigg...I just hugged him and held on to him tight for most of the afternoon. I gave him all I had! Even the other stuffies surrounded my head because it was so intense!

This reminds me of a scene from Titanic...I'll never let you go Squigg...I'll never let you go...

Oh man I love my Squiggly!!!

This is Mr. T-Bone Beasley signing out reminding everyone that National Stuffie Appreciation is May 8th!!!! Also...if you haven't done so already, please go over to my awesome friend Deetz's page and vote on the Scary Eye Contest! Him and his mum spent lots of time to make some fun for all of us four legged humans! Woohoo for Deetz and his mum!!!

Slurp!

Mr. T-Bone Beasley