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I'm a /k/ommando and not particularly /toy/, but I do like plushies. Used to sleep with a stuffed German Shepard and collie regularly up through middle school, but in 6th grade I got a real dog and stored most of them away for safety. Would post pics as I have a few in the 20-25 year old range, but sadly they're not stored anywhere conveniently. I feel bad doing that, but I've nowhere to put them.
Fast forward seven years and I went away to college. Almost 4000 miles away, but I didn't find I got particularly homesick. I did find that I had gotten very used to sleeping with my dog, and that being a stomach sleeper without a secondary object is hard as fuck. After a week and a half of crappy sleeping I swallowed my pride and dug up pic related, who I'd brought because I'm a sentimental faggot. God damn I'm glad I did. Slept fine again despite crappy dorm bed. He was a TY musher once upon a time, but that was probably fifteen years ago.