These are my very first stuffies. Mom and Dad drove super far to come get me and made sure I had plenty of toys to enjoy during the car ride home. Too bad I was too tired to play.
This is my grunty moose. I got him for my first Christmas. He is on of my oldest stuffies that is still in chewable condition. 
I absolutely LOVE my squeaky frisbee. I've gone through several over the last year. I keep eating them and Mom keeps replacing them. When will she learn?
Here's a nice shot of me and a few stuffies with my bin 'o' stuffies behind me. If you look closely, you can see my big stuffed dog and big stuffed hippo next to the toy bin. I LOVE my hippo. I think it may be my most favorite stuffie of all. He's a great stuffie to chew on and toss around, and he fills in when I'm a bit (ahem) frisky. 
If you look at my rear, you can see a stuffed Reese's cup. This stuffie is very special to me as Grandma & Grandpa's Airedale, Savannah, gave it to me just days before she crossed the rainbow bridge. Thanks Savannah, I still treat it with respect and promise not to rip it open.
Here's one of my newer stuffies. It's the bear my Mom and Dad brought me back from the Cubs game, when they left me all alone! The bear has lost her tail, but otherwise remains intact. He he!.jpg)
To celebrate spring FINALLY arriving, Mom got me a flower stuffie. To make it a manly flower, she got a blue one. This stuffie has a great squeaker that I love to chew on and squeak over and over and over....jpg)
Hope you enjoyed a quick look at my stuffies. I hope you all take a minute today to truly appreciate your stuffies and all the joy they provide us.'Till next time,
Kirby
