At an estate sale a few years ago I found the cutest rubber Santa squeaky toy. The most charming face and happy look...unfortunately he had been stored in a hot attic and the soft rubber had turned to stone. No more squeaking for this Santa. I couldn't pass him up tho...just didn't know what I would do with him!
He lived for awhile in a plastic bin knowing somehow I would find him the perfect home.
This is where he ended up - on a kitschy vintage style wreath with other old holiday knick-knacks. 
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