It's the first Sunday of the month and time for Pick Your Precious which is hosted by the lovely Sian over at From High in the Sky.....
Today I'm sharing with you the story of a very small toddler who became attached to the very precious Poppy Dog.
|Photo taken this afternoon, while chilling in his PJ's after a tough morning playing Rugby.|
As our little man grew and started to talk he said "her" name was Poppy Dog!! Poppy went everywhere with him, she was the most loved and played with Poppy Dog. She ate with him, on occasion bathed with him (it was the only way we could get her clean!) and slept with him. If Poppy Dog was misplaced then a little someone couldn't sleep and to this day (he was nine two weeks ago) he still cannot sleep without her.
Over the years there have been many many occassions when we've turned family and friends homes upside down, as well as ours, looking for Poppy Dog. Once we lost her for two whole days and nights. A little someone was in despair, no other cuddly dog was able to offer any comfort.
She was found safe and sound, asleep in a lunchbox. I'd forgotten that he'd had a lunchbox out to carry Poppy around in when he was playing. I don't think I've ever been so relieved.
When our little man was old enough to understand (and accept) that Poppy Dog might get lost if he took her out, she was left at home - keeping his pillow warm. Now she only accompanies him on holidays.
I've been meaning to take a photo of Stanley and his precious Poppy Dog for a while now, so thank you to Sian for Pick Your Precious.