I still have a pride of lions. And even after passing some down, I still manage to get more thanks to the boyfriend.
I think I even got a whole pride from my parents one year. There had to be 8 or 9.
My most unique and special is one my father gave me. He pledged a service fraternity, but couldn't understand my need to pledge a social sorority. So the day he brought home "longfellow" was a special moment for us. Longfellow is an older stuffed lion with a very full mane. But the best part is if you squeeze him, he says "hello my name is Longfellow". It rocks! and coming from my dad, it was almost as if he finally understood.