Childhood memory
When I was really little I had this HUGE stuffed dog with long black and white hair.
I would comb him and sit on him and pretty much take him EVERYWHERE. I absolutely adored this toy. And as everyone knows... toys that are adored by little kids get very dirty. So, naturally, my dad went to get the dog cleaned.. problem was, the hair came out and instead of looong hair for me to comb.. it was short. :'(
Thinking I wasn't going to notice, he came walking through the door with my demolished dog... and I noticed immediately! I was SOOOO upset.. Ever since then, he has been giving me toys that either resemble the dog, or are just plain big like the dog. But he'll never be able to replace him... not EVER!
*HUMPH!*
This is my collection of dogs...
