“Let’s see what’s going on.” My big brother and I had a group of stuffed animals, a whole host of characters, and we treated them as if they were all living their own lives outside of our awareness. So I would turn to my brother and say “do you want to see what’s going on?” And we would play out complex soap opera scenarios with the toys, who all had jobs and families, relationships, and drama. We’d just drop in from time to time to catch up on the story. Good times.

Maybe I’m just too morbid, but I’m convinced this is a shrine. My imagination is running wild with “lonely old widow(er) has beloved dead pets stuffed in memoriam.”

I think the thing that stands out the most to me is the little dog on the right side, with his feet on the desk, looking directly at a picture of another dog.

That being said, I hope they were all alive during the taking of this photo. Fingers crossed.

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