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.
6 years ago
6 comments:
Wallow and splash Mr Walrus!
goo goo g'joob
koo koo g'joob
Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra
Sigh.. The painful loss of a beloved stuffie..
Bajas
Did the walrus go to the big bukkit in the sky ?
http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/rockfic/1202744034lolrus.jpg
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.
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!
xo
m & e
Well, we are sure it was fun while it lasted.
Roxy & Lucky
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