Goldie

A golden retriever stuffed animal I named Goldie (how creative of me). I think he was a boy, it was so long ago I can't remember.

I loved Goldie, and I would have held onto him forever (even if it could have been unhealthy). He accidentally got put into a donation bag, and my mom either wouldn't let me open the bag or the bag was already gone (probably the latter, but my child brain was so mad at her at the time that I probably villainized her a bit).

I'm still bitter at how we parted. I miss Goldie.