To whom it may concern;
I need to tell you a little story. This is a tragicly sad story, one without a happy ending (YET). See, I am a single mother that continuously showers her daughters with little stuffed animals. Almost always they are webkinz, but before we knew of webkinz, we would just go to the store and randomly pick out a stuffed animal. During one of these random trips, we found a teddy bear, a Ganz teddy bear named Avery. He was simple, cute, brown with a little checked brown bow. He had beans in his butt andin the bottom of his limbs. He wasn't much, but to my daughter he was 'the one'. She loved little Avery till the Webkinz caught her eye, but, Avery still had a highly coveted spot on her bed.
As she got another year older, she and her sister started harrassing me, giving me "the dog talk". You know what I mean, trying to trick me by saying things like: WE will pick up the poo, WE will feed the dog, WE will walk the dog, WE will take care of it. Well, as have numerous unsuspecting parents before me, I fell for the hype. We got ourselves a dog. A Beagle named Bosco. This was no ordinary dog, he is a used dog, meaning we got him from another owner. I adore him and all his quirks. He has issues but hey, don't we all. He is a bit of a baby and needs constant reassurance but I'm good at it so we just baby eachother. One sad thing is that he was a breeders stud before. These people told us that they kept him in a kennel 90% of the time. He came out to go potty and to make some young fembeagle's day, or at least I hope he did. Anyhow, I digress, but here comes the point. Poor little Bosco had little love in his previous home and so he was a bit put off by all the lovin' we were trying to give him. He was never taught to play so when you throw him a ball he just looks at you like, 'why did that idiot do that'. He is the sweetest little big guy but you could tell that something was missing. It was just heartbreaking.
Well, one day he went into my daughter's shared room and started giving their stack of stuffed animals the 'hairy eye'. I was kind of creeped out because he was unreceptive to all of my encouraging words trying to break his concentration and talk him into exiting the room. Finally he walked over to sweet little Avery and gently picked him up. Of course I immediately took the bear out of his mouth and returned it to the never-ending stack, but he just walked back over and picked it back up.
After talking with my daughters, we decided to let Bosco have Avery. It was a match made in puppy heaven. Every night he would go over and grab Avery and lay on his bed and suckle him, like a baby with a binkie. I was a little creeped out and called a veterinarian to see what the reason was for this strange need to have a furry little pacifier. He told me that Bosco was taken away from his mom before being weaned, thus the suckling for comfort. He has been loving little Avery for the last year, and is so gentle that you could not tell that it was a dog's bear.
This last January we got another wild hair and decided he needed a playmate - enter Molly, a 5 month old maniac beagle. Molly has a life mission - to destroy all dog toys in her path. We have given her as many toys as we could but each time she sees Bosco having special time with Avery she gets crazy and wants to take Avery away. She has snuck him so far about 10 times away and chewed him to oblivion. He lost an ear and she actually sucked his little cotton brains out. I pushed them back in and sewed it up so now he has had a partial labotomy and the left ear is completely missing. Bosco looks like he is depressed. He gently carries Avery over to his bed and lays him down, but he no longer feels he can suck on him. He is a sad dog. I have given him about 15 other bears and other friendly animals but he only has eyes for Avery.
I have gone to every store in the vacinity, NO MORE AVERYS. I need your help, Bosco needs your help. There are many times that we as people see suffering and unfortunately are in a position that leaves us unable to help, this however is your chance to do something, to help make this world a better place. You have the power to make my children see that kindness crosses all barriers. You and only you can make Bosco once again a happy dog. It has been said, "With great power comes great responsibility", are you ready to deny a beagle his one and only happiness, will you ever be able to walk down the street, go to the dog park, or even look at your own dog again without wondering what would have been, if only you had helped...
Well, this is how I will leave this letter:
I am contacting you as a last resort. If you have another Avery bear, I would love to be able to purchase it for my beloved little dog. I know you are a busy person and have a lot on your plate, but please, help us to bring the joy back into our little hairy boy. If you feel like you cannot help, please forward this letter on to someone who can do something. Please e-mail me back as soon as possible.
Sincerely,
Cynthia Woody
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