Thursday, January 10, 2013
A sappy but true love story, or why my husband is the best husband EVAR.
Once upon a time, a looooooong time ago, a baby was given a stuffed dog for her 1st birthday. This dog was named Crocker Spaniel, because it came from the Crocker National Bank. It even had a metal coller around its neck with its name.
The little girl loved the stuffed dog and took it everywhere with her. Even when the stuffed dog became old and dirty, and ripped a hole in its neck where the coller was, he was still very loved by the little girl. She stitched up the hole and washed him and took him to bed with her every night, until she became a teenager and sleeping with stuffed animals was no longer cool. But the stuffed dog still sat on her bed every day, even if she no longer played with him.
Time passed, and the little girl moved out of her parent's house, leaving the old stuffed dog behind. He was well into his twenties, now, and looking very shabby and threadbare. She always meant to come back for him, so her parents moved the stuffed dog into storage with her books and other old toys until she could return for him.
Sadly, rats got into the storage room, and chewed the stuffed dog to peices.
When the girl found out, she was so upset. Crocker Spaniel was a part of her childhood that she could never get back. She was became quite sad whenever she thought about him after that. She told her husband once, about the stuffed dog that she'd had nearly her whole life, and how she wished she hadn't left him behind.
Then one day out of the blue, a package arrived. The girl's husband explained that he thought she had been feeling down lately, and decided to get her something to cheer her up. He told her to close her eyes and reach into the package, and when she did, she found another Crocker Spaniel just like the one she had lost!
The girl might've cried a little, and they lived happily ever after.
True story. Happened just today, actually. So this is why my husband is the best husband in the history of husbands. And now Crocker Spaniel is sitting saftely on the corner of my desk, where he will never leave. He is happy, I am happy, and he is home.