“Eventually, I grew out of my need for Foxy. When I was 23, I finally said goodbye and, with one last hug, placed her in a box of old stuff bound for the dump.”

“Right,” David said with a gleam in his sky-blue eyes. “So then you won’t mind if I—”

“Don’t you touch Cecil,” I said. “You lay one hand on that hamster’s head and I swear to God you’ll need a lot more than your precious old teddy to comfort you.”

David adjusted his features into an eloquent smile and for the moment found solace in a sip of wine.

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NotQuiteADiva Aug. 6, 2009 @ 8:23 p.m.

I had a plushy rabbit named “Lil’Li” that was taken away form me at some point in my youth. It’s all been a down hill slide from there…

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magicsfive Aug. 6, 2009 @ 8:55 p.m.

Aww...i know what you mean NQAD...i am 44 and STILL miss my "lil tiger"...literally if i could have just one item back from my childhood it would be him :(

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SurfPuppy619 Aug. 6, 2009 @ 9:44 p.m.

I had a "Smokey Bear" that I loved when i was little.

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sdcharley Aug. 5, 2009 @ 4:34 p.m.

Great article! I had a small to medium size collection of "stuffed friends" (didn't like the term stuffed animals either, but that was the lingo back in the late 70's/early 80's). I say a small to medium collection because this is all relative to the person whose collection it is. I had a friend who had over a 100 friends and she called it medium. My stuffed friend count was about 10-12, but really there are only 2 that I connected with.

One was a "clown" like doll that my aunt (mother's sister) made for me when I born named "Pun-yok" (never knew how to spell it) but I was told it is the Czech work for "clown" He went everywhere with me, and yes, somewhere in a box in storage, I still have him, which is an amazing feat considering I had an apartment fire in November 2007 and lost some memory items...The second was a bear that my father received for free when he opened a checking account. (they did that a lot in the early 80's) I don't remember the name, but the bear was located at my dads house (parents split when I was 3) - What saddens me the most is that when my father was evicted when I was in my early teens, I lost a ton of my stuffed friends and other various toys and clothes because he choose to leave most everything behind and did not fight for any of it...

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Barbarella Fokos Aug. 7, 2009 @ 11:11 a.m.

I knew I wasn't the only one! I wonder what it is about children that we grow so attached to these fuzzy inanimate objects. Is it because we're to young to believe they don't contain within the personalities we've assigned to them?

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ebrphoto Aug. 11, 2009 @ 5:42 p.m.

After admittedly viewing just the video so far, all I can say is - FURVERT! Or, at least that video qualifies as furvert fodder for sure. ;)

OK, will go read your (doubtlessly!) wonderful article now...

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ebrphoto Aug. 11, 2009 @ 5:59 p.m.

Great Article! It's a very true thing in these times that we need comfort.

I confess I've saved much of my multitude of fuzzy friends to pass on to my children... and I still have my first teddy bear. :)

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