Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Whose Bear Is It, Anyway?

Blogging Friends.... I appreciated all of your sweet birthday comments and wishes!! I feel so very loved!! Your comments were witty, heartfelt and encouraging all rolled into one cosmic "computer hug"!! Thank-you, thank-you, thank-you!! I enjoyed myself a happy, low-key birthday!! {Well? You cannot do much when you're still overcoming a right knee injury!! Skydiving and bungee jumping were out of the question!! Not that I wanted to leap from any high locations....} My sister-in-law--who has already passed her "big 3-0" birthday--told me that she did not feel any different after reaching this "milestone". Me? Four days into thirty, I feel--almost in a spiritual sense--reborn somehow. Huh. And I thought that, after my life was mysteriously impacted by Tony Stark/Iron Man I already was reborn....

I am long overdue for Rose-related stories. So here is one. Enjoy!! {Sorry this is being posted one day late. My attention deficit disorder completely took over while writing, then that crazy head of mine evolved legs and ran away on several occasions!! Excuses, excuses, excuses....}
 
"Amethyst", my nearly two-year old niece, had told Rose, in a bossy, sassy toddler voice to stay away from her sandy-colored, velvet-soft, fluffy plush teddy bear. Rose's ebony nostrils were merely sniffing the stuffed animal. Only "Amethyst" comically phrased it this way. "No, Wose!! Dat mine!! Dis yours," as she picked up Rose's lime green Lamb Chop toy to show my canine the difference in ownership. Hmmm. That sentence sounded all too familiar. "Amethyst" was copying what she had heard me tell her countless times whenever Rose's saliva-stained stuffed animals looked enticing. I would then tell "Amethyst" something to this effect. "No, that's Rose's toy!! Go find Monkey!! That is "Amethyst's" toy. Huh. You truly need to watch what you say around nearly two-year old children!! It can come right back like some boomerang!! "Amethyst's" stuffed animal was from Build-A-Bear. Inside its cotton fluff body, is this heart-shaped sound-maker. Unbeknownst to us!! Apparently, it created a faint rhythm. "Amethyst" had brought the bear over with her last Thursday to our house. You know what? I was attempting my very best to keep "Amethyst's" teddy bear away from Rose's reach. I sat it on our red great room couch. Or my Mom's cedar chest. Locations where "Amethyst" could still play with it. Which, she did!! "Amethyst" happily removed her teddy bear from these such locations. Every. Freakin'. Time!! Then, what with chasing after my energetic niece practically one-legged due to this still-healing wrenched right knee, I unintentionally forgot about the teddy bear and gave up trying. Not a good idea!! Because one minute I was entertaining "Amethyst". And the next? I turn around to witness Rose contentedly chewing on "Amethyst's" sandy-colored, velvet-soft, fluffy plush teddy bear's arm as though she owned it!! "Rose, no!!" I patiently scolded my mutt. I picked up the most likely expensive Build-A-Bear. Not only was its arm drenched in doggy saliva. The head felt wet, as well. Heaven only knows how long Rose had been chewing on it!! Thankfully, she is not destructive with toys!! I glanced at a clock. It would be time to drive "Amethyst" home soon. I then asked my Mom if we had time to throw the now saliva-smelling teddy bear in our washing machine. No. But we threw "Amethyst's" teddy bear into the washing machine, anyway, and kept it for a few days. She will not miss her stuffed animal? Right? It was when my youngest brother pulled it out of the dryer--as an excitable Rose jumped up for "her" teddy bear--that we noticed the concealed heart-shaped sound-maker. Oh no. What if the teddy bear had a personalized "I love you" message, and, after going through our washing machine, we broke it? Or worse. What if it contains "Amethyst's" heartbeat? However. I rationalized with this. "Amethyst" would have pressed its chest. Toddlers love noise-making toys!! I think it was already broken!! I even thought this. If it did have "Amethyst's" heartbeat, then they shouldn't even let her play with it. Yet, I still felt immensely guilty. After all. None of this would have even occurred had Rose left "Amethyst's" teddy bear alone!! And when Rose gets in trouble, I tend to put myself "in the doghouse". No clue why!! I also made excuses for Rose. It was down on her level.... As far as she knew, I just bought her a new toy!! On the bright side? "Amethyst's" teddy bear was even softer and smelled laundry-fresh!! Twain days later. Our brother, sister-in-law and nieces came over to celebrate my "big 3-0". I am working on accepting this age!! So we returned "Amethyst's" teddy bear. All was easily forgiven by my sister-in-law, which, I knew would be. Whew!! Then, later on, I picked up "Amethyst's" teddy bear. Its heart had sunk to the tummy. And everyone knows that this organ does not belong there!! So. I was "playing surgeon" and attempting to push "Amethyst's" teddy bear's heart back into its chest. But before I could. I felt it!! The heart!! It was literally vibrating in my hand!! Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump. I could even hear a faint sound!! Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick!! I was so very excited!! It felt as though I had just witnessed a miracle or something!! By the way? I never did push "Amethyst's" teddy bear's heart back into its chest. But what a resilient stuffed animal!! First it survived Rose's chewing. Then our washing machine. And it still works?!    


8 comments:

Team Beaglebratz said...

Mom Kim here - oh dear, I MISSED your birthday - not good, not good at all. And the only excuse I could possibly have is that I have just been too caught up in myself lately - sometimes a pity party, sometimes lazy, sometimes not even wanting to look much at a computer after sitting in front of one all day at work. ANYWAY, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!

I liked your (and Rose's) "adventures" with the bear. After all, how do our poor furry family members know the difference between MINE and YOURS. I went through that with both Shiloh'n Diva Shasta (still do at times, especially with Diva Shasta) I have a Boyds Bear collection (the plush ones) that have always sat on the floor in front of the hearth. I have no idea how I did it but it only took one time to find one of those bears out in the middle of the livingroom floor - I scolded Shasta and told her don't do it again and even explained to her the difference between what was her's and what was mine - to this day I wonder, did she really understand what I was saying - she nor Shiloh have bothered them since. (I still can't believe it but part of my collection still sit on the FLOOR - not ever touched by a canine's mouth. However this past Christmas, Diva Shasta must have thought the Christmas tree skirt was just for her - thank goodness it was fastened around the tree or else the whole tree would have come down - anyway, several times Diva Shasta would scooch the tree skirt into a bed for her.
Can't really get mad at them - if the object is where they can reach, their instincts are to get it.

Bak to work I go.
Mom Kim

Dip-Dip and the Bridge said...

That is a great story Raelyn and so funny with little Amethyst's talk with Rose.
You are right, to Rose there is no difference between the toy you buy at the pet shop and a toy you get at a toy shop.
Glad everything worked out well and his heart was beating again.
Lynne x

Molly The Wally said...

A valiant story of survival of Amethysts' plush teddy from Roses' slobber. Well done. If it had been Molly it would have been deaded. Glad you had a great birthday celebration. Have a wonderful Wednesday.
Best wishes Molly

Ryker said...

Rebirth @ 30! Good for you.
Loved the story of Rose and the "build-a-bear" It's kinda like you did CPR and revived it!

Raelyn said...

Mom Kim ....
Thank-you for the comment, Friend!!
"Oh dear, I MISSED your birthday - not good, not good at all. And the only excuse I could possibly have is that I have just been too caught up in myself lately - sometimes a pity party, sometimes lazy, sometimes not even wanting to look much at a computer after sitting in front of one all day at work. ANYWAY, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!". Thanks, Friend!! Take care!! And, remember that pity parties are "growing pains". Look for the lessons through them. Pity parties are not entirely negative, yet no good, either!! Hugs!! ;)
"How do our poor furry family members know the difference between MINE and YOURS." Exactly!! I do not see how they do!! A plush bear is no different than Neon Green Lamb Chop!! And they were actually equally soft!! ;-D
I love, love, loved your stories, Friend!! Both of them!! ;op

Raelyn said...

Lynne....
Thank-you for the comment, Friend!!
"That is a great story Raelyn and so funny with little Amethyst's talk with Rose.". I am glad you liked it!! ;)
"You are right, to Rose there is no difference between the toy you buy at the pet shop and a toy you get at a toy shop.". Exactly!! I do not see how they do know the difference!! A plush bear is no different than Neon Green Lamb Chop!! And they were actually equally soft!! ;-D
"Glad everything worked out well and his heart was beating again.". A happy ending, indeed!! ;op

Raelyn said...

Molly....
Thank-you for the comment, Friend!!
"A valiant story of survival of Amethysts' plush teddy from Roses' slobber. Well done. If it had been Molly it would have been deaded.". I know, right? If it had been Shadow, the teddy bear would have been deaded!! ;op

Raelyn said...

Ryker....
Thank-you for the comment, Friend!!
"Loved the story of Rose and the "build-a-bear" It's kinda like you did CPR and revived it!". You have a nurse's perspective!! Loving it, loving it!! ;op