More from our tribute to the the book that has inspired Powell's staffers to share stories of their childhood "stuffies" — Dirty Wow Wow and Other Love Stories: A Tribute to the Threadbare Companions of Childhood.
In Part 3 of our Dirty Wow Wow extravaganza, we present kids' team staff member Karen B. and her little friend Mousie:
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I had a blue mouse named Mousie (that was her everyday name; her full name had to do with being the Queen of Blueberry Land, but the specifics are lost to me now). Mousie developed a discolored tummy from my childhood nosebleeds, and a squashed sideways nose from being hugged, suffocation style, to my chest all night long.
She had a blue flowered hat glued to her head, until I decided she needed more fashion versatility and my mother performed surgery to remove it. When the hat was taken away, there remained a good deal of hard, unsightly glue, which looked quite like a wound. Thus, Mousie went through a long recuperation period consisting of wet paper towels swaddling her head. Despite this state-of-the-art treatment, Mousie sports a glue-band across her forehead to this day.
She also has a music box imbedded in her tush; it played "Rock-a-bye Baby." I required my mother to wind it every night; if I was still awake when it stopped playing, I called my mother back into my room to re-wind it.
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We would love to hear about your "Dirty Wow Wow!" So, to to encourage you to share, the first five folks who post a comment about their cherished childhood object will win a free Dirty Wow Wow t-shirt. One caveat: shirts are styled for women, in sizes small and medium only.
Under 13 years of age? Sorry, no one under the age of 13 is allowed to submit their name, email address, or other personal information — so please ask your parent or guardian to post for you.
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