Brock's Buddies

Brock likes his stuffed animals.  From the start it was a monkey that presumably disappeared in a parking lot in Price.  Since then attempts have been made to replace that monkey.  Some have been accepted while sadly some have been rejected.  Some of those that have been embraced and thus loved, carried, dragged, slobbered, squeezed, are a blue "doggy", a Mickey Mouse adopted from mom's old room and a oversized monkey also from mom's old room.  The blue "doggy" goes everywhere Brock goes.  It goes in the crib with Brock, on trips with Brock, and has been the source of comfort for seemingly every tantrum Brock has endured.  When possible we will sneak it out of Brock's sight so to wash it from the dirt that it has gathered upon its various trips.  Upon waking up from every map he identifies where his "doggy" and "mouse" are, puts them in headlocks and climbs out of the crib.

Often I have thought about getting Brock a dog.  After watching Brock with his "buddies" I see know no need for such entertainment.  After all, it is a lot easier to feed these animals