This one was hard for me. I decided on my Pound Puppy, Wolfer. I got him for Christmas when I was 3, and I'm fairly certain he hasn't left my side since.
I STILL sleep with him every night. He is completely worn out, the fabric is threadbare, and the poor guy has mascara stains on him. He came to college with me, vacations, and he will come with me to North Carolina this week.
He's definitely not the most expensive thing I own, but definitely one of the most important. I'm not sure what I would do if anything were to happen to him.
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