Everyone needs love and human contact. Everybody (at the very least) deserves hugs and and a cuddle from time to time. Buddy the Wonderdog, who was a rescue, absolutely craves loves and cuddles from his humans (and his Monster) to feel that connection to other soul. And, believe it or not, even Monsters deserve/need/crave cuddles in order to feel needed, wanted, and loved.
Monster is 100% introvert, the exact opposite of gregarious. Outside of outdoor interests like hiking, camping, perhaps even a return to backpacking some day, Monster’s idea of a great night is blogging a little, perhaps gaming a little, and then reading a lot. Combine cuddling with reading, a quiet time sharing a book, or just cuddling reading different books, and Monster’s in heaven.
Believe it or not, in the very beginning Monster was known as “Cuddle Monster”, which then evolved to “Nuggle Monster” – with the Nuggle being shorthand for snuggles. Now days it’s just Monster. I must confess, Monster is of the belief that he has a single name – Monster – because of his fame. He figures it’s something like Bono or Prince or Cher, he’s silly monster, isn’t he?
Evolution of the Cuddle Monster…
Like I was explaining, in his youth (when he was only 50, a monster is a child thru most/all of his years) he was known as Cuddle Monster, or Nuggle Monster. Then it became Monster M. Monster (with the middle “M” being for, you guessed it – Monster.) and finally…
Monster!
Monster!!!
MONSTER!!!!!
There’s an old Jerry Lewis joke that goes along with that, if you can imagine that. And by “imagine that” I mean thinking like a geriatric Monster who’s old enough to have known Jerry Lewis, who certainly was old enough to have seen the comedian’s movies and telethons. Ya, he’s THAT old!
Once a Monster hits 50, it’s all downhill from there, or so girl was told. And once a Monster hits 60 he gets really old, geriatric kinda old. If you can imagine a piece of fruit that’s too old to eat but too young to just throw away, you’ve got Monster. Maybe there are a few fruit flies buzzing around, and the fruit’s probably got a few soft brown spots forming, the death knell for it being anything edible. That’s girl’s Monster!
Everyone deserves a cuddle monster of his/her/their own
You know the old commercial (maybe you don’t) for Remington Razors, the one where the Victor Kiam says, “I liked it so much I bought the company.”
That’s kinda girl’s attitude about her Snuggle Monster. You know, that big heap in the corner with blue and green fur and the bloodshot eyes, the one who’s kinda worn around the edges, that’s girl’s Monster!
He’s not a perfect monster, but he is girl’s monster, he’s perfect for her and that’s enough…
