Dad held a huge multi-day surgery this week for our stuffies. Each evening, while watching tv, he threaded his needle and worked on some of our friends.
Many of the patients were Bailey's babies that just had some wear and tear, but some were victims of Mackey's "rip and shred" method of play.
The patients started to accumulate in the recovery room better known as the high table. This kept them out of reach of Mackey and her jaws of doom.
A few patients came out of surgery with an entirely new look, sort of extreme plastic surgery. This one, for example, doesn't resemble any known creature anymore, but because half of it is a tennis ball, it's acceptable.
Mom really likes this one. She isn't sure but she thinks it's a headless teddy bear. She laughs whenever she sees it. Bailey will happily adopt it as one of her much loved babies.
Now all the stuffies are stitched up and some have new stuffing. Oh oh, Mackey just grabbed one and ripped it's leg off ! Here we go again.
Your pal, Fudge