Good Big Buddy

This is the story of the very short life of Good Big Buddy, pictured here with Tucker.


I think it was just last week that Pappy came home one evening with this HUGE, stuffed puppy dog. At first sight, Tucker had found a new friend. The big puppy was actually for Pappy's buddy, Max, but of course - hog dog, Tucker - immediately took to it and the rest is history.

So, Tucker would drag Good Big Buddy around Grammy and Pappy's house, he would fight with it, and he would attack it if any of us talked to the big, stuffed dog. (Yes, we did talk to the big stuffed dog...we're antagonizers, what can I say?!) Well, Grammy got tired (in like two days) of the little fur bits that Good Big Buddy was leaving all over her living room, so she made Pappy put Good Big Buddy out in the garage. Pretty mean, don't you think? We all thought so. After all, her granddog loved Good Big Buddy. Oh, and I might also mention that I have NO IDEA how we began calling him Good Big Buddy...

So, I'm over at their house a few days ago, and Grammy wasn't home. So, Pappy and I let Good Big Buddy come back in the house. Happiness restored! Pappy told me that we should just take Good Big Buddy home with us, so we did. Well, upon his arrival at our house, Tucker promptly chewed the eyes off of Good Big Buddy. This, of course, leaves holes where Good Big Buddy's stuffing can escape - rather, it can be pulled out by hog dog, Tucker.

Here's where we get to playtime today. Tucker and I started wrestling around and such, and Good Big Buddy decided to (well, was dragged in by Tucker) to join in the fun. I was laughing so hard I could barely move - it was absolutely crazy in the living room - stuffing was flying...very funny! Here are the photos of the big event. You'll notice that Good Big Buddy lost his head. You'll also notice how big Good Big Buddy actually was, when you don't even see Tucker's head in some of the pictures.

















Frankly, I'm surprised Good Big Buddy survived this long...