I've always loved my Larry the Lobster, even as a little baby! We've always had a loving relationship. He loves me even though I bite him, shake the living crap outta him, and chew on him. Yah know...he even loved me after I barfed all over him! Larry has been there for me all those times that I've been locked up in my crate, he's really the only one around here who will listen to me. So there really is nothing else to do but love him a little bit!
Ahhhh yes, my butt sniffing toys...These two stuffies have learned a great deal from me. I try to mentor them as much as possible, and it looks like their stuffie filled heads absorbed some of what I have taught them! One day my human and I came out to the living room to find my stuffies doin' the butt sniff! I was so proud! My human couldn't stop laughing! Anyway, after seeing this phenomenon I realized that stuffies are real! They must come alive at night when we aren't looking...but they must have minds of their own.
I have great love for my Squiggly dog, mostly because he has a great whappability factor. You can shake him and he flies everywhere and hits anyone in his path! His head squeaks and his butt rattles, so I get the best of both worlds in one stuffie! Lately he has spent a lot of time traveling with me to and from work. So, I decided to give him some intense snuggle time. And PEE Esss...this is not puppy pornography...
Okay...so where are we on the stuffie appreciation list...oh yea, Solomon the snake...
Now, Solomon is the most sensitive of my stuffies. Yah know, he has two heads, so he's got a lot to hiss about. I try to make both sides of Solomon feel appreciated. I pretty much bite each side of him equally. However, in honor of National Stuffie Appreciation Day I let him get some rest and I really listened to all of his concerns and ideas. He actually had a really good idea today. He told me that I should put Squiggly on a stick! That way I have a rawhide and my Squiggly all in one!
Okay and last but not least, the newest edition to my stuffie collection!!! My Honkin'/Fartin' duck from Deetz.Okay, I have a confession...I killed my Honkin'/Fartin' Duck! Forgive me for I have sinned!!!! For real this time though! I broke his quacker! He no longer honks...or farts for that matter. Don't be mad Deetz, okay! I kissed him lots and I've been theraperizing him so much lately. In fact...he's on my owl bed right now waiting for his nightly snuggle. I love to sleep on him! He has been receiving the most appreciation thus far today, being that he is my newest stuffie, yet he has felt the wrath that is Mr. T-Bone Beasley on a higher level. Poor Honkin'/Fartin' Duck.
Lastly, Satan asked me to show you all her appreciation for stuffies as well! So here she is, sleeping next to her favorite stuffie!
Thanks to everyone who joined me in National Stuffie Appreciation Day!
Mr. T-Bone Beasley