My Grandmother, whom I was very close too, passed away in August at the age of 96. She and I were best friends and I miss her every day. When I was little I used to play with this three legged glass camel when I was at her house. She said she had gotten it when she was young, that she thought candy had came in it and can't remember when the 4th leg broke off, but that it happened way before I was born and she had no idea what had happened to it. I loved this camel and would play with it for hours, even taking it to bed with me.
Of course as I got older, I didn't play with the camel anymore and had forgotten all about it until a couple of weeks ago when I found it in the drawer with her hankies as I was cleaning out her house and getting ready for the estate sale. I couldn't believe she had still kept it. I put it on top of the dresser and again, forgot about it.
Last Saturday was the estate sale. I got to grandma's house about 6:00 a.m. there was no one in the house except me. I was in the kitchen tagging some items when I heard something fall. I went into the bedroom and the camel was laying on the floor, but not broken. I picked it back up and put it back on the dresser. Then I went down to the basement to retrieve a card table. I took a damp cloth and wiped down the card table and took it upstairs and set it up in the living room to be my check out station. Then I went to the bathroom, was gone maybe two minutes.
When I walked back into the living room this was laying in the middle of the table.
It didn't dawn on me right away what this was, but when it did, I was flabbergated! I just sat down in the floor and cried. It is the 4th leg of the camel. The broken one.
I have no idea what to make of this. Needless to say I taped the leg to the camel and took it home with me.
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Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend.