PDA

View Full Version : The stuffed animal murderer



Super Princess
28th April 2013, 03:28 AM
http://maggies-world815.tumblr.com/post/49042328583/crayola-sky-the-latest-victim-in-a-string-of

Be on the look out for this face, she has struck before..and she WILL strike again.
She is pictured here with her latest victim.

MomObvious
28th April 2013, 10:39 AM
Yeah because I have kids stuffed animals have never been a doggie toy in my house but Fletcher has killed one or two. Be careful they make stuff less animals Fletcher likes those.

ByFloSin
28th April 2013, 01:23 PM
http://maggies-world815.tumblr.com/post/49042328583/crayola-sky-the-latest-victim-in-a-string-of

Be on the look out for this face, she has struck before..and she WILL strike again.
She is pictured here with her latest victim.

We used to have one of those here Chelsea. This is what she wrote:

"Please will someone get me out of here, pronto.

Here am I, an innocent young tricolour and there, right next to Mum's bed,
and just by where I rest my weary head, I found it. IT, was a lovely
little stuffed lamb. Couldn't believe my luck when I saw it, thought that
some divine power had sent it as a special Christmas gift, knowing that I
had run short of toys to destuff. It was just sitting there waiting for
me to find it and I was so happy.

I jumped up to my side of the big bed - very carefully so that I wouldn't
mess up Mum's nice smooth bed. I had a good sniff at the lamb, just to
make sure it wasn't still alive. It was definitely cold and not breathing
- great for carrying, chewing and sucking on - 'later I will get the
stuffing out', so I took it gently in my mouth and walked onto the landing
with it.

I sat on the carpet at the top of my stairs to admire my find and saw Mum
and Rebel coming up towards me. I wagged my tail to say how pleased I was
to have this delectable little present, which was when all hell broke
out.............

'WHAT HAVE YOU GOT' - 'Can't I leave ANYTHING where you can't get it?'
'It's MINE, not YOURS and it's going back where I put it.' 'Look what you
have started' Rebel said, fixing me with a steely glare.

The lamb was returned to the bedside table, to sit next to the fairy clock
but the worst was yet to come. Mum sat down on the bed while I sat on her
lap. I thought she was going to apologise for the confusion and for
shouting at me like that. WRONG, BIG TIME.

'I do love you very much' she said 'but I don't think I can trust you near
my pretty Mumsie things any more - perhaps you should sleep downstairs
WITH THE BOYS?' Oh my dawg, not with THEM - NO WAY - NO HOW. I can't do
this thing. They SNORE. It's just like hearing trains thundering by at
the station. They argue a lot too and Winston spends the other half of
the night plotting mischief with Little Joe.

I CANNOT DO THIS, I am a sensitive young lady, grossly misunderstood.
There's nothing else for it - I must get out of here before tonight -
otherwise I will have to go in THERE, with THEM. Na na, noooooooooooooooo
no no, definitely not. Auntie Viv, please help me. I want OUT and NOW.

Luv
Bubbles ByFloSin
Lonely and Misunderstood
In Brummie Land "

anniemac
28th April 2013, 03:37 PM
Funny you wrote this. Poor Rupert is no longer (sorry Nikki but Rupert brought me Elton). I had a stuffed Rupert and when Ella died, I slept with him every night. I brought him to Atlanta when I stayed at a friends house for an Atlanta show.

Elton, who was a foster at the time, took to me and would follow me around and slept with me. I thought it was destiny. I learned it was Rupert he was I'm love with. I know they are not meant for animals but he LOVES his Rupert. Now his head is gone, legs, and is just a piece of him left. Poor Rupert...

anniemac
28th April 2013, 03:44 PM
Rupert pre Elton;;

http://img.tapatalk.com/d/13/04/28/uzu3y6uq.jpg