Treasure

In packing stuff up, I've uncovered some treasures.

This guy had been played with and I had to reattach the foot.  This was handstitched by my youngest brother.  He was maybe 11 or 12 at the time.  He made all of his siblings stuffed creatures.  He knew I loved cows, especially dairy cows.  Still love them.  I bet he doesn't know that I still have this, and it's moving with us!

This sculpture is missing an arm and foot and the head was detached.  It was made by one of my siblings.  I wonder if any of them remember because I'm drawing a blank...old age.  It's missing limbs so the practical me says 'toss it', but the emotional pack rat inside says 'aw, keep it'...agggh the internal battle that rages during moving is driving me crazy!