Basement Digging Turned Up a Suprise

So I've been looking for a book to read since I finished Jean and Johnny earlier today. I looked around the back porch, gave up and headed down to a box I had in the basement. A box laying on the floor caught my eye and I rooted through it. Seeing older stuffed toys I had as a kid, I didn't think twice, rooted through it and about shut it. Then something caught my eye. My Puppy Surprise Mama dog. I hadn't seen her since a couple of houses ago.

The babies I knew I had placed in a bag that was in a box with other collectables (ie. my Pepsi hackisacks, old emblems from junked cars, a Lilo and Stitch toy, loose change, etc). I dug the babies out, shoved them into the pouch where they belong and the Mama dog will have a new spot near my bed for the time being. 
My Puppy Surprise went to school with me and I played with my friends who brought theirs in, too. I can't say I remember anyone having more than three puppies with theirs, but I doubt I would've noticed, I loved the three puppies I got.