Just when you think you know your dog....
It changes in a blink of an eye.
Around 1996 my grandmother sent me a birthday gift, a soft white big teddy bear with a check taped in it's arms. Shortly after that she passed and sense then that teddy bear has meant the world to me. It has always sat on the floor of my room, on a little bench. Over the years it's not as white as it use to be and age has shown, but I still love that teddy, it's the last gift she ever she sent me.
There's a reason I told this story......Brandy who has never had interest in toys decided today, to change her years of ways. :eek: ...
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http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v6...earofteddy.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v6...ingbearleg.jpg
She now has claimed the teddy as her own. :eek:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v6...gteddybear.jpg
In the blink of an eye, Brandy has become a Toy dog. Problem is, it's my toy, not the dogs toys. She carried that teddy bear off it's bench and into the other room, thinking she was hiding it from me. She knows, that's mommy's toy.
