Monday, October 13, 2008

RIP, Mr. Walrus

All this week, I will be taking a retrospective look at those we've lost since I've joined my forever home in February of this year. RIP, good buddies.

Name: Walrus R. Tusk

Purchased by: Dad's mom, sometime around April

Story: Inside joke between Grandma and Dad. Please, don't ask. It's just one of those things.

Cause of death: massive internal hemmorraging.

Time of death: sometime around May.

Favorite memory: The honk. Oh, the honking. I love stuffies that honk.


Khyra The Siberian Husky said...

Wallow and splash Mr Walrus!

goo goo g'joob

koo koo g'joob


Aniemother said...

Sigh.. The painful loss of a beloved stuffie..


Brill said...

Did the walrus go to the big bukkit in the sky ?

Sandra y Coco said...

Oh Puddy. I didn't expect this "dark" side of yours. I am all the way around. I don't touch my stuffies or toys. I am only interested in destroying edible stuff. I disapear all the evidence but sometimes my mother manages to find evidence in my poop.

Melissa and Emmitt said...

hi puddy!
it looks like you two had lots of fun. the good thing about retiring stuffies when they have been loved is that you get a new one!
m & e

The Devil Dog said...

Well, we are sure it was fun while it lasted.

Roxy & Lucky