Pound Puppies Are Back and My Inner Child Needs Them ALL!

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The older I get, the more nostalgic I get. Seriously, I am a walking cliché! Nothing makes my Gen X self happier than seeing all my fave TV shows from the ’80s and ’90s become cool again and get rebooted. Except, that is, seeing my favorite toys come back, too! So when I saw recently (in a rare pandemic in-person store visit) that Pound Puppies are available to purchase again, I had to hold myself back from buying a couple!

Nine-year-old me loved her some, and 42-year-old me wants a couple for old times’ sake. Is that wrong? Of course not!

These pandemic times are weird, man. And they’ve got me longing for some childhood comforts. So excuse me while I snuggle my Pound Puppies, eat some SpaghettiOs, and watch Full House. I’m just trying to survive here!

All joking aside, if you realllllly need some Pound Puppies for yourself or your kiddos, go getcha some here!

If your kiddo wants a pet and you are not quite ready to go there yet, these toys are a great option. They are a fun way for them to have a sweet, cuddly pet whose poop you don’t have to clean up! HOLLA!

There are six Pound Puppies varieties up for adoption: gray, beige, beige with brown spots, white with brown spots, light brown with dark brown spots, and red with black spots. (Sadly, the one I had as a kid, gray with black spots, does not seem to be available yet!) You can also get the adorable baby puppies which I sooooo loved as a kid, also!

The thing I love the most about this is that today’s Pound Puppies look exactly like the ones you remember from childhood!

Bonus: the adorable pet carrier packaging is exactly the same, too!

I could not love this more! Hey, my 43rd birthday is coming up if anyone is feeling generous . . . just saying.

Were you a Pound Puppies fan as a kid? How many did you have? As I recall, I had two adults and two babies and they all looked alike. How much more ’80s does it get than that?

Happy adopting, my nostalgic friends!

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Jenny Rapson is a follower of Christ, a wife and mom of three from Ohio and a freelance writer and editor. You can find her at her blog, Mommin' It Up, or follow her on Twitter.

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Pound Puppies Are Back and My Inner Child Needs Them ALL!

Nine-year-old me loved her some, and 42-year-old me wants a couple for old times’ sake. Is that wrong? Of course not!

Bonus: the adorable pet carrier packaging is exactly the same, too!

If you liked this, you'll love our new book, SO GOD MADE A MOTHER available now!

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