I have been unearthing stuff from boxes that have not been opened in ten years (at least), including a number of beloved childhood toys and porcelain animals that I didn't have anywhere to put. So I decided to get a place to put them, in the form of something I have wanted my entire life and never had, which is a dollhouse. (When I was a kid, and also as an adult, I just kept everything on shelves.)
I bought a 1945 tin dollhouse from a local antique shop, along with most of the original (plastic) furniture. When I inquired about the provenance (i.e., how they knew the date), the owner told me that it had been sold to them by an old lady who had hoped to pass it on to her children/grandchildren, but it wasn't the sort of thing they were interested in. So she sold it in the hope that it would find a home with someone who really wanted it. It did. I set it up, and now it's in my bedroom, delighting me every day.
My real cats are not allowed in my bedroom because they are destructive, rampaging chaos machines. All cats in photos are porcelain only.
Here is a sequence of how I put the dollhouse together. It's still a bit in progress, but I also intend to play with it and in fact have been doing so, so these shots also represent a moment in time: they won't all be in the same rooms forever.
I added some more recent furniture I already had, mostly Japanese. (Yes, that is a shogi set.) Almost all the animals are ones I've had for 30-40 years.
I did not have a happy childhood, overall. But it included some happy moments, many of which were spent with these animals. It's nice to have them back again as things I enjoy rather than just things I own.








For some reason the closeups of the bathroom and kitchen aren't loading. I'll try posting them later as they're two of my favorites.
I bought a 1945 tin dollhouse from a local antique shop, along with most of the original (plastic) furniture. When I inquired about the provenance (i.e., how they knew the date), the owner told me that it had been sold to them by an old lady who had hoped to pass it on to her children/grandchildren, but it wasn't the sort of thing they were interested in. So she sold it in the hope that it would find a home with someone who really wanted it. It did. I set it up, and now it's in my bedroom, delighting me every day.
My real cats are not allowed in my bedroom because they are destructive, rampaging chaos machines. All cats in photos are porcelain only.
Here is a sequence of how I put the dollhouse together. It's still a bit in progress, but I also intend to play with it and in fact have been doing so, so these shots also represent a moment in time: they won't all be in the same rooms forever.
I added some more recent furniture I already had, mostly Japanese. (Yes, that is a shogi set.) Almost all the animals are ones I've had for 30-40 years.
I did not have a happy childhood, overall. But it included some happy moments, many of which were spent with these animals. It's nice to have them back again as things I enjoy rather than just things I own.








For some reason the closeups of the bathroom and kitchen aren't loading. I'll try posting them later as they're two of my favorites.
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...I used to want a dollhouse and still love them. I don't really have a place to put one, but I think it's amazing that you got one. :D
(I satisfy myself with BJDs, which are too large for a dollhouse for them to be practical. ^_^ )
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I'm currently stressing about tidying/rabbitproofing the living room and kitchen before next Thursday when Lobelia Sackville-Bunny comes to live here. Like, I have cleared up all the obvious things but then I just stare in panic about the things which have no clear home apart from on the floor around my desk. I have this evening watched a couple of Marie Kondo's episodes (I skipped the first one as I heard the guy in it was awful) and I guess her cheerfullness is making me feel better? Then I refreshed DW and saw your post so you are getting all my Feelings, sorry! :P
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Not to stress you more, but rabbits do tend to gnaw so I wouldn't leave anything on the floor that would cause a disaster if it got gnawed on.
PS. GREAT name.
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When I think about stuff I ought to get rid of -- I unpacked my figurines a few years ago and let my younger daughter put them in her room in the shadow box I'd used. This got pulled off the wall by an asshole cat and nearly all of them broke. I've still got the broken figurines, because maybe I can glue them back together? (I broke, and glued, nearly all my figurines at some point as a child.) I lack the fine dexterity to do it anymore, and should just throw them away, because they make me sad when I look at them.
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I gave a respectful burial to my broken figurines. By which I mean I said thank you and goodbye, put them in a box nested in paper, and buried it in the dumpster.
I also bought a replacement for a favorite that was broken beyond repair, the little standing brown bunny, off eBay. So that could be a possibility.
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I can also confirm that cats definitely love miniatures. They're great for trampling, breaking, batting under the stove...
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I am having so much fun with this.
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I did end up watching a bit of the show on Netflix. I should make my own post about the decluttering.
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I finally managed to get those last two pics, one of which shows what's in the bathtub. I'll post them tomorrow or the next day.
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My favorite childhood game to play with the miniatures was "The Tide Is Rising." Best played with a like-minded friend or two. You have them all set up somewhere, you play with them, and then someone yells, "The tide is rising, the tide is rising!" And then you very carefully but as quickly as possible put them all on big flat books or some such, and rush them into another room to escape the rising tide! They are saved! And now they have a new home to explore.
I imagine these animals all fled a rising tide, and made the lucky discovery of this empty but fully furnished lovely new home.
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And my mom (born in '49) had a similar doll house when she was little that I used to play with as a kid, too. Single story, but same material/construction.
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Somehow they got packed up and shipped to Korea when I lived there as a teen, and there they stayed for the next 20 years while my parents moved between apartments. After my mother passed away last year, my siblings found them while doing house stuff and (with my support) split them up for the nieces and nephew. They are certainly well traveled by this point. I’m glad they’re amusing another generation of kiddos.
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Yeah, I bet those were Hagen-Renaker. Did they come standing glued to a square of paper?
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I searched for an already-assembled dollhouse because based on my experience putting together furniture, it ends in tears and Taskrabbit.
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The animals look very happy in their new digs!
I especially like the bunny/pig encounter and the sea lions on the sofa.
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