I don't have an orangie anymore, but I must dig up the picture of MY beloved orangie, Timmy. He's been gone since 1984, but I miss him still.

Timmy was famous for scattering underwear all over the house. My girls were teens then and of course they were mortified if they happened to bring someone else in the house before we had a chance to scout it out first!

My favorite picture of him was in his favorite spot, high up, lying on a scratchy tutu...why he liked that, I'll never know.

Anyway, I love seeing all the orangies; brings back some nice memories.