Comments on: 16-Page Read: Knuffle Bunny http://www.blackmarks.net/2008/01/13/16-page-read-knuffle-bunny/ "The unread story is not a story; it is little black marks on wood pulp. The reader, reading it, makes it live: a live thing, a story." -- Ursula K. Le Guin -- Writer, Reader, Amateur Interneter, Father and Life Chronicler. Wed, 08 Feb 2012 23:25:27 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Brent http://www.blackmarks.net/2008/01/13/16-page-read-knuffle-bunny/#comment-106609 Brent Mon, 14 Jan 2008 15:56:19 +0000 http://www.blackmarks.net/index.php/2008/01/13/16-page-read-knuffle-bunny/#comment-106609 I too had a Scooby Doo toy growing up and great attachment. It was my favorite. Now I have children and I have been reintroduced to Scooby and the gang and I still love (not Scrappy Doo so much). I even created TheScoobyStore.com as a site with all things scooby doo in one place. So, I can relate. Does this mean at 40+ plus that Scooby Doo is still my Knuffle Bunny? I too had a Scooby Doo toy growing up and great attachment. It was my favorite. Now I have children and I have been reintroduced to Scooby and the gang and I still love (not Scrappy Doo so much). I even created TheScoobyStore.com as a site with all things scooby doo in one place.

So, I can relate. Does this mean at 40+ plus that Scooby Doo is still my Knuffle Bunny?

]]> By: Mom http://www.blackmarks.net/2008/01/13/16-page-read-knuffle-bunny/#comment-106599 Mom Mon, 14 Jan 2008 12:53:22 +0000 http://www.blackmarks.net/index.php/2008/01/13/16-page-read-knuffle-bunny/#comment-106599 Ahhh...Scooby Doo. The memories of that day into evening! Your father and grandfather closed down that amusement park trying to win that stuffed creature. Grandma, myself and Dawnett sat impatiently waiting as your dad and grandfather bought more chances to win him. As I recall, we were the last people to leave King's Island that evening. But we left exhausted and happy...broke but happy. Our boy had Scooby Doo! Ahhh…Scooby Doo. The memories of that day into evening! Your father and grandfather closed down that amusement park trying to win that stuffed creature. Grandma, myself and Dawnett sat impatiently waiting as your dad and grandfather bought more chances to win him. As I recall, we were the last people to leave King’s Island that evening. But we left exhausted and happy…broke but happy. Our boy had Scooby Doo!

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