I found this itty bitty stuffed puppy while cleaning. I don't know where he came from, probably a long forgotten Happy Meal. Since I was (finally) cleaning, I was in total "Toss It" mode. But I hesitated with the puppy. I knew it would be something Madison would adore because it's small and cute and fuzzy. I literally held it in my hand, debating what I should do for a good minute. In the end I tossed it. And in the very end, Madison rescued him from the trash bag. She didn't say a word to me, as she dug him out, just gave me a very disgusted look as she hid him in her treasure drawer.