I like to be original. So when I see a Pink Hockey Monkey, I automatically say “That would make an amazing Valentine’s gift!” Luckily, this time, even B.O.B. Bob agreed with me. Lars has been living with us for two weeks now, and Brenna still has not warmed up to him, so it’s a good thing that Lars is going to another forever home. This morning I left the little guy on a neighbor’s doorstep, with a note attached. Hopefully his next family will fall in love with him, and give him a good home.

“Hej! Happy Valentine’s Day! My name is Lars, and I am a Swedish Hockey Monkey. My Daddy, #19 of the Washington Capitals, Lars Nicklas Backstrom, didn’t want me. He said only sissy girly monkeys wear pink helmets! What does he know? Male monkeys look amazing in pink! So my Daddy decided to sell me off to complete strangers. I lived with “the strangers” for a couple of weeks, but it just didn’t work out. Their psychotic cat would not stop attacking me; monkeys and cats do not get along you know. So now I’m searching for a new loving home. A forever home with puppies that would like to play with me would make my dreams come true. I don’t mind a little rough play, after all I’m a hockey monkey; I just ask that you try to keep all of my stuffing on the inside of me! I promise I have a heart, it just doesn’t squeak! P.S. I’m potty trained, and I don’t fling my own poop at people!”

How could anyone resist bringing this little guy into their home? I mean, just check out his awesome helmet…

…sweet little NHL monkey paw…

…and my favorite, his heart-shaped nose.

Brenna, unfortunately, does not feel all warm and fuzzy when confronted with Lars. This is a picture of one of the many stare-downs that we have had to endure over the past weeks.

Hopefully Elizabeth, Christie, Jimmie, Jacques, and Henri will fall in love with Lars, and make a place for him in their home.

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ORIGINALLY POSTED 02/12/2014