Friday, December 24, 2010

Snuffles enjoying traditional German Christmasstollen

Here you see snuffles enjoying traditional German Christstollen (a traditional German Christmas cake).

Thursday, December 23, 2010

And before everybody gets sad around Christmas...

Van Halen, this is FUN: JUMP!

Merry Christmas to all the people who enjoy my blog, who love Snuffles, and who supported me during my move back to Germany and who posted wonderful pictures and stories and therefore helped me keep this blog alive. Happy New Year 2011, may god bless all of us.

Merry Christmas and a happy New Year.

Enjoy this song of John Lennon:

Monday, December 13, 2010

What a beautiful story of snuffles...

A reader of my blog who would like to stay anonymous, and I will grant him his wish, sent me such a wonderful story of how he got his first snuffles. I will not say anything more, just read below for his story:

Hello everyone,

I have something to share about the wonderful, mysterious, special bear that snuffles can be in our hearts and in our minds.

This story needs a little background context. I first met snuffles in a Bloo cotton body. My older sister had named him “Cloud.” I was 12 at the time and wanted him more than anything in the world, since not only was he a blue colored bear, but he also looked kindly and had a moon on his stomach. As I grew older, I didn’t think about him anymore.

In my senior year at high school, I had my first real relationships. And, as all first relationships seem to go, it was tumultuous and ended horribly. When I was about to attend a university that was several hundred miles away from home, all I could do was think about my ex girlfriend. I confided to my sister my own feelings of sadness and depression. My sister told me late in February that a surprise was arriving in the mail.

On February 2, 2005, I opened up the fedexed box and look inside to see a brand new Snuffles bear! Sherry was ten inches, completely white like the moon, incredibly soft, and very friendly looking. I couldn’t hold back after seeing the happy little bear staring back at me and started to cry. My sister remembered how much I loved Cloud and realized that a little tender loving care from another Snuffles might soothe my heartache.

For months, the little white bear and I would sit in front of my computer monitor typing away essays, curling up together to study for exams, or sitting together watching a movie. When I slept and she fell off the bed in the middle of the night, I would look for her. When I was sad and needed a hug, she smiled and opened up her arms to me. And when I didn’t have anyone to talk to, I talked to her and told her my dreams, hopes, and wishes. Sherry saved me. She saved me from my sadness and loneliness.

Today, I have a new girlfriend who loves me for me, and I’m attending professional school, which is another stressing problem. However, Sherry still sits on my bed waiting for me to hug her and sleeps next to me every day. Shari still studies for exams with me. And, she still watches TV with me. Shari is as large a part of me as she was a long time and since then we’ve expanded her family to include other Snuffles (most notably my own Bloo cotton Snuffles, a 25th anniversary blush snuffles, a 30th anniversary 15” dark brown Snuffles, and a 30th anniversary limited edition 13” silver tipped Snuffles body replacement for my Sherry).

Snuffles is truly a great bear. What other bear listens to your secrets and never wants more than to hug you? What other bear looks up to the sky and sends your wishes and dreams to the moon? What other bear could love you more?

Thank you Gund. Thank you Snuffles. Thank you Sherry!

Thursday, December 2, 2010