Mar. 22nd, 2011
In the past day I've posted/reblogged a few Snoopy/Peanuts related things at Tumblr, so this is just going to be something else to add to the pile.

This is one of my many stuffed Snoopys. Out of all of them, this one's my main guy, the one that I've had the longest and I have the most history with. I have had this Snoopy for all the parts of my life that I can remember. One of his eyes fell off in the wash, my brother yanked his nose off when I was about five, and my dad sewed it back on. The worst injury he sustained was his neck getting torn in the washing machine. He lost some stuffing, and when he's sitting upright his head cocks to the right a little.
I took him to school on the first day up until first grade, and on a lot of the trips I took or sleepovers that I went to (save for Girl Scout overnighters), I always brought him with me, even if it was buried down at the bottom of my bag. The only thing that stopped me from doing that was when I accidentally left him in a hotel room in Mississippi when we went home for Christmas during my freshman year of high school. Luckily I'd grabbed the business card of the hotel (I went through this phase where I collected business cards), so my dad called them and had the owner retrieve him and send him back to me.
I still have a few of my childhood stuffed animals and, as I mentioned before, a lot of other toy Snoopys because if you really, really know me, you know that I'm a big fan. But this one is special, and my favorite.
And so ends the toy story of the night. Do any of you guys still have a favorite toy/stuffed animal from when you were a kid?

This is one of my many stuffed Snoopys. Out of all of them, this one's my main guy, the one that I've had the longest and I have the most history with. I have had this Snoopy for all the parts of my life that I can remember. One of his eyes fell off in the wash, my brother yanked his nose off when I was about five, and my dad sewed it back on. The worst injury he sustained was his neck getting torn in the washing machine. He lost some stuffing, and when he's sitting upright his head cocks to the right a little.
I took him to school on the first day up until first grade, and on a lot of the trips I took or sleepovers that I went to (save for Girl Scout overnighters), I always brought him with me, even if it was buried down at the bottom of my bag. The only thing that stopped me from doing that was when I accidentally left him in a hotel room in Mississippi when we went home for Christmas during my freshman year of high school. Luckily I'd grabbed the business card of the hotel (I went through this phase where I collected business cards), so my dad called them and had the owner retrieve him and send him back to me.
I still have a few of my childhood stuffed animals and, as I mentioned before, a lot of other toy Snoopys because if you really, really know me, you know that I'm a big fan. But this one is special, and my favorite.
And so ends the toy story of the night. Do any of you guys still have a favorite toy/stuffed animal from when you were a kid?