A couple years ago my older brother found a stuffed rabbit I had when I was about 5 in a box of junk our mom had stored away decades ago. Apparently she never threw away any of us kids’ dolls and toys, even when we outgrew them.
“Otto” (that’s what I called him) is still intact, but kind of worn and grungy. One of these days I’ll see about having him cleaned and re-stuffed.
“Otto” (that’s what I called him) is still intact, but kind of worn and grungy. One of these days I’ll see about having him cleaned and re-stuffed.
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get rid of them, they were the only friends I had for long stretches of time.
His nose Still glows when you pinch his ear & I will be at a loss when it stops working.