The Self Sagas.....Now, I've never been one for sentimental stuffed animals. One that you take with you everywhere, cherish, look upon with fond memories, that was given out of love or friendship, that says 'Hey, I know this is cheesy, but when you hold this, see this, touch this, that you think of me and know that I was thinking of you and love you'. I guess it's because no one thought of me like that. (Insert big sigh, sad face) okay but seriously, I secretly envy those that do(Renee, Rich & Joey the bear)because it's such a sweet gesture and a bonding connection. So, about 2 yrs ago I bought myself a pink hippo pillow pet. Don't judge, a girls got to show love to herself once in a while. I've kept my pink hippo at the head of my pillow since buying it....for myself. Goodness I sound pathetic unsure emoticon
I'll move this story along, okay?! Fast forward last Thursday, or back...I don't know, but you should be smart enough to figure it out. I was babysitting my grand daughter's, Charlotte and Sunny. Sending time with them is so precious, rewarding and tiring. So, we all climbed on the couch, covered up with blankets to watch cartoons. Now, these 2 girls are so thoughtful and here's why...
Grandmommy (that's me): I feel like a nap.
Charlotte: You look very tired, you need to go to sleep?
Sunny: Yeah Grandmommy (that's me), go to sleep.
Sunny gets of the couch, runs to her room and brings back 3 stuffed animals, lays them next to me and says 'now you can go too sleep'.
Not one to fight cuteness, I lightly dozed, eyes closed but mostly still awake. After about 30 minutes....
Charlotte: Okay Grandmommy (that's me) you can wake up now.
Sunny: Yep, time to wake up.
I thank Sunny for letting me sleep with her animals and hand them back. She comes back over to me and gives me her fox.
Sunny: Here Grandmommy (that's me) you can take it home so you can sleep with it.
I said no, I don't want to take your toys.
Sunny: That's okay, I don't like this one anyway so you can have it.
No matter the reason, it was given out of love, so I told her I would sleep with it every night. And so I have. Pink hippo and Foxy foxy have gotten along quite well, no fighting, no arguing. I kept them tucked up under my main pillow, kinda between the mattress and the wall so prying eyes with sharp teeth (Bruce and Buddy) wouldn't discover and try to gut them. Today, I came home from work, walked in our bedroom and stared at my bed in horror and disbelief. My Foxy foxy was laying on her side, lifeless, head wet. I reached for her slowly to turned her over. She, they...Oh my goodness...One of the 4 legged beast, ate her eyes! Both of them! I was staring into 2 empty holes. Bless her, she still had a smile on her face.
I stumble to the bathroom for water and as I do, I see a big pile of stuffing against the wall. I yell for David, hoping against hope that it came from some other source. I turn back to the bed again and braced myself for what I already knew. Pinky hippo was laying upside down, no pulse, no breath sounds (hey, I'm a nurse, what do you expect?) more white stuffing was scattered here and there. Again, I turn one of my friends over....GASP! .....her eyes were missing too! Oh the horror! I tried putting the stuffing back in her head but it was no use, there was too much fluff loss. With blindness and brain damage, I had to put her down. cry emoticon
Foxy foxy is permanently blind, but I will not rest until I find eyeballs to transplant. It's been a stressful event, so I must rest. Please keep us in your prayers. Thank you wink emoticon
I'll move this story along, okay?! Fast forward last Thursday, or back...I don't know, but you should be smart enough to figure it out. I was babysitting my grand daughter's, Charlotte and Sunny. Sending time with them is so precious, rewarding and tiring. So, we all climbed on the couch, covered up with blankets to watch cartoons. Now, these 2 girls are so thoughtful and here's why...
Grandmommy (that's me): I feel like a nap.
Charlotte: You look very tired, you need to go to sleep?
Sunny: Yeah Grandmommy (that's me), go to sleep.
Sunny gets of the couch, runs to her room and brings back 3 stuffed animals, lays them next to me and says 'now you can go too sleep'.
Not one to fight cuteness, I lightly dozed, eyes closed but mostly still awake. After about 30 minutes....
Charlotte: Okay Grandmommy (that's me) you can wake up now.
Sunny: Yep, time to wake up.
I thank Sunny for letting me sleep with her animals and hand them back. She comes back over to me and gives me her fox.
Sunny: Here Grandmommy (that's me) you can take it home so you can sleep with it.
I said no, I don't want to take your toys.
Sunny: That's okay, I don't like this one anyway so you can have it.
No matter the reason, it was given out of love, so I told her I would sleep with it every night. And so I have. Pink hippo and Foxy foxy have gotten along quite well, no fighting, no arguing. I kept them tucked up under my main pillow, kinda between the mattress and the wall so prying eyes with sharp teeth (Bruce and Buddy) wouldn't discover and try to gut them. Today, I came home from work, walked in our bedroom and stared at my bed in horror and disbelief. My Foxy foxy was laying on her side, lifeless, head wet. I reached for her slowly to turned her over. She, they...Oh my goodness...One of the 4 legged beast, ate her eyes! Both of them! I was staring into 2 empty holes. Bless her, she still had a smile on her face.
I stumble to the bathroom for water and as I do, I see a big pile of stuffing against the wall. I yell for David, hoping against hope that it came from some other source. I turn back to the bed again and braced myself for what I already knew. Pinky hippo was laying upside down, no pulse, no breath sounds (hey, I'm a nurse, what do you expect?) more white stuffing was scattered here and there. Again, I turn one of my friends over....GASP! .....her eyes were missing too! Oh the horror! I tried putting the stuffing back in her head but it was no use, there was too much fluff loss. With blindness and brain damage, I had to put her down. cry emoticon
Foxy foxy is permanently blind, but I will not rest until I find eyeballs to transplant. It's been a stressful event, so I must rest. Please keep us in your prayers. Thank you wink emoticon
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