Thursday 26 November 2015

Day 109: The Island of Misfit Toys!

Broke down and busted toys, more accurately. (By the way, what was wrong with the dolly named Sue on Rudolph's island?)

My sister and I used to collect china animal sets. I believe one of the parent zebras has gone missing here, and one of the foals became a paraplegic:




Tiger tiger burning bright... He has lost some legs, too.






A startled dirty panda:



A mottled brown bear:

This kitty was not a candle but it was made of wax. He still has at least one of his nine lives but has lost both eyes and his tail along the way, and his satin bow is a bit of a mess. I think I acquired him from my paternal grandmother so he is very old.




These slightly dirty bunnies were probably hatched from an Easter basket sometime in the 60s.



And here's their one-eared cousin:




I believe this deer came from the gift shop at the long-gone Japanese Deer Park in Buena Park.



Luke asks, "Who killed Bambi?" Well, he's still alive, just a bit crippled...





Poor Bambi; first he lost his mother, then his limbs!




Oh deer, what have we here? The skinny legs have survived being in storage for decades, but I'm afraid the antlers and the fawn's ears haven't... It's tough being a toy deer...




They still look happy, though, to be out of the box!





These here giraffes are salt and pepper shakers. They used to be able to neck, but as you can see, one of them lost its head. (You can also see a couple of repaired broken legs.)






Let's return to rodents:






Party favor!






Rust-stained sand dollar!



Here's the whole menagerie:




Someone should have listened to Bob Barker!



























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