Can you see it? ......his little trunk is broken.
My Mom bought him for a few pennies at a thrift shop years ago. She and her sister loved to spend hours in there.
She bought him because he was cute...and....well, because he had a broken little trunk. She couldn't bear the thought that nobody would want him and he would be thrown away. That's just how she was.... and I seem to have inherited some of that...well, more than some I suppose....
Every so often, when I am moving stuff and trying to get rid of a few things ....I pick up this little guy and look at him and wonder if I should maybe get rid of him....but, .... nope.... still can't do it.
A lot of other stuff has hit the curb with the moving prior to the renovation.....
........a lot.........
