The Stuffed Animal Hospital...

 

This past weekend was a rough one. We visited Kings Island one night and on the way home Evie started throwing up all over the place. The car. The stairs. Her bed. EVERYWHERE. Including unfortunately on several of her favorite comfort stuffies. The problem being when I stripped her bed and threw it all in the wash I completely forgot that her Warmies giraffe, Iris, can NOT be washed. Her insides heat up and are filled with some type of grain that swells up when it gets wet. So when I pulled her out she was heavy, mushy, and...ruined. Evie was devastated but I told her Iris had a swelly belly and we'd just take her to the Stuffed Animal Hospital on Monday. So we did. 



While Evie was at school I picked up "Iris" and her paperwork and she was ready to go when Evie got home. She promised to take good care of Iris and give her lots of extra love and snuggles. I'm just glad they're BOTH feeling better! ;)

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