when jenn was just a wee one... we gave her... and she was given... lots of stuffed animals. but as is usually the case with little kids... one became the favored of all in the stuffed animal kingdom.
le mutt... or as he came to be called "mutt"... has survived oh so many years... and moves... and washings. and even though his fur is a bit worn... and his neck became so thin we had to support it with a wrist band... and his eyes have developed cataracts... he still looks pretty much the same. on second look... ...let's just say time hasn't been kind to him.
i don't think he's ever been lost... maybe once... in spite of countless car trips. and jenn pretty much took him anyplace she was going for any length of time. one time when she left him behind... she returned to find him hanging from a noose in her room. ...brothers can be so creatively mean sometimes... ...even more so with a little encouragement from their dads.
which brings me to the reason for this post.
all of us are simply shocked... and frankly a bit appalled... that after all the packing was done for dorm life... ...mutt remained behind to spend his days wasting away on her bed... all alone...
...just waiting for brother and dad to construct a master plan.
stay tuned...
don't worry... jenn never reads my blog
I did the same thing when I left for college. I also had "Le Mutt"...who I'd so cleverly named "Mister Dog." I slept with him every night, and I tried to leave college without him, but Mom was sneaky. She stuffed him into my pillowcase, so off to Saint Mary's College he went. I learned better than to leave him behind on my next move after college graduation to Hawaii. However, I must sadly say that between my move from one apartment in Hawaii to another after my deployment, I lost Mister Dog! Trust me, your daughter will have her moment where she'll miss her old friend, too.
Posted by: Michelle | October 21, 2006 at 08:06 AM