Three-year-old McKenzy thought she'd lost her beloved stuffed giraffe forever. When she found him, her reaction surprised everyone. Steve Hartman reports "On the Road."
I'm a 41 year old man. I have tucked away in a small pet carrier a stuffed dog I named Vicki when I was 3 in 1978. I remember my mother picking me up and telling me to choose any toy I wanted from the top shelf. I grabbed that dog. My grandmother stitched it together off and on for years. I painted the eyes back on. I even started stitching parts of it back together myself after my Grandmother passed years ago. It's actually in decent shape now. It even survived a flooded basement about 10 years ago. I dried it out, put it in a safe place and always know where this silly old toy is to this day. I've had this stuffed dog for 38 years. I showed it to someone and they said I should see if it's worth anything online. This stuffed dog is worth more to me than money.
Thank you so very much for sharing your story! Reading it made me tear up with more "happy tears". *p.s. my stuffed animal was a koala named Charles I had since birth but no longer have. Around the age of 5 or 6 I gave it to another little girl that lived in my neighborhood. Her home burned down with everything and every toy she had. I still miss that silly thing but the memory of my little friends face made giving him away so very worth it. :) *
I just cried like a 3 year old! My daughter was like that with her toy dog, she named, Doggy". It was always tucked under her arm! Yesterday, she turned 25. She's no longer the toddler, who needed Doggy 24/7. But, he still lives. He resides in my granddaughter's toybox!
Out of every one of Steve's segments, this is my favorite. I tear up every time. There is so much innocence in questioning an undiscovered emotion and then being told "this is exactly how you should feel right now" is so touching to me.
I love this! I put it at the top of my RU-vid "Acts of Kindness and Inspiration" playlist. When I was little I had a stuffed Micky Mouse and a stuffed Rabbit (Not a real rabbit skinned and stuffed but a toy!) In my 60's I still have Micky though I pulled of his ears long ago. It's comforting to know that he's still around. But in the 70's Mr. Rabbit started to fall apart and I made the horrible mistake of throwing him away. I realize now that probably he could have been repaired. I must have thought that they were both real because when I got a spanking or something else bad happened, I would go in my room and cry and tell them all about it. I can't wait to watch this video again.
I saw true tears of joy for the first time what I was very little. My grandmama, who had alzheimer's, remembered who she was for the very last time. I saw my Grandpopa crying, but didn't understand why because everyone else was sming and happy. I asked him why he was crying, and he told me they were tears of joy. I had only seen them movies before then. It had been so long since she had come back, and the very first time in front of me. The doctors thought she was too far gone to remember anything again. But she did, and I got to be there for that miracle.
I have this old Purple puppy from birth. It's been my soulmate throughout my life.I said while I was younger "When I growz up,I will bring puppy to college!",and my stuffed puppy,will always be with me. When i'm old,when i'm young,and when i'm dying I promised to have it ♥
I'm saving my first happy tears for when the Phoenix suns finally win an NBA championship, Ive been waiting 27 years , hopefully it happens sooner rather then later .
I have a stuffed dog named barney that my dad had when he was a kid and gave it to me when I was born. I don't know what I'd do if something ever happened to him. I would mourn him like the loss of a loved one.
This makes me so happy. I had two stuffed rabbits that my older brother got me when I was baby and recently I lost one of them. It was my favorite stuffed animal and I still have the other one sitting on one of my shelves.
