Little Yellow Fellow
When I got a little bigger, I missed my Blue Dog so my parents got me a Yellow Fellow that looked just like him (well except he was yellow). This time around I was bigger and badder (you know in a good way). I was able to rip out the squeaker and stuffing in
no time. I was no longer a pup. I had learned from past experiences and continued to develop my destroyer skills. Thanks mom and dad for showing me how much I had matured over the years!!! Keep the toys a-comin'!
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