DebbieD
30th July 2008, 03:03
Just curious how many others still sleep with a teddy bear or stuffed animal? Santa brought me "Henry Dog" for Christmas back in 1975. Created by Animal Fair, if you've ever seen the cartoons of Hong Kong Phooey, MY Henry Dog looks identical to Henry in the cartoons.
My Henry Dog has survived my childhood abuses, being slept with, drug everywhere...including any and all family trips. He's been accidentally left out overnight (causing one black ear to fade to blue) Mom's done numerous repairs on him. The felt tongue is long gone. I remember being dedicated to ever so slowly picking off his nametag....he has the cutest bellybutton still. And he's my HenryDog!
Since him I've had numerous sleeping buddies, including a pellet filled bunnyrabbit, Gund's Honey bear, a raccoon from an unknown Chinese maker of the 80s, and most recently a red chenille teddy bear from Fred Meyers. Each and everyone I've adored beyond belief, and each and every one has stood up night after night of being choked, cuddled, and slept upon. With each squished face and disfigured body I tend to love them all the more.
So who are your buddies? Who are your companions of the night? Who give you good dreams and guard you as you sleep? Or am I the only nutjob in the world who's an adult and still sleeps with her teddy :rolleye::yawn:
My Henry Dog has survived my childhood abuses, being slept with, drug everywhere...including any and all family trips. He's been accidentally left out overnight (causing one black ear to fade to blue) Mom's done numerous repairs on him. The felt tongue is long gone. I remember being dedicated to ever so slowly picking off his nametag....he has the cutest bellybutton still. And he's my HenryDog!
Since him I've had numerous sleeping buddies, including a pellet filled bunnyrabbit, Gund's Honey bear, a raccoon from an unknown Chinese maker of the 80s, and most recently a red chenille teddy bear from Fred Meyers. Each and everyone I've adored beyond belief, and each and every one has stood up night after night of being choked, cuddled, and slept upon. With each squished face and disfigured body I tend to love them all the more.
So who are your buddies? Who are your companions of the night? Who give you good dreams and guard you as you sleep? Or am I the only nutjob in the world who's an adult and still sleeps with her teddy :rolleye::yawn: