Buddy is dead

You may or may not know that Mason is kind of spoiled in terms of having toys/stuffed animals. I don't know if this is good or bad. He LOVES stuffed animals...probably more than he should!

Whenever he gets a new one...Ryan and I kind of name it.

Well, not kind of...we do.

Ryan brought home around 3 or 4 stuffed monkies from work one day and we are down to about 1 now (if you count it as a full 1...see below).

We named (all of) the monkies Buddy and well, all of the Buddies are dead.

They are goners.

I know it's sad, Mason has been crying all day and night.

Well, not really. According to R he doesn't have emotions or get sad like we do.

I beg to differ, I feel like he gets sad and lonely and depressed...



He sits there to look out the window. Sometimes I can see his little head when I am leaving for work or getting home. He has such a sad face and it makes me think that he is sad all of the time!

This is Buddy before he completely bit the dust. He started to lose himself limb by limb and this is all that was left as of the other day.

Now...he's completely limb~less! He is just a poor old body. He doesn't even have any of his insides left. I may or may not have seen Mason chewing on his body this morning. Poor guy...