Friday, June 19, 2009
Isn't this sad?
This is poor piggy, who I told you about last time.
They just don't make dog toys like they used to, huh?
I just loved piggy, like I love all my babies, and one day he just fell apart.
The good thing is, when I pick up piggy and shake him back and forth really hard, all kinds of piggy fur and dog hair and other stuff flies off of him, and usually lands in Mom's food (not that she is always eating, or anything), and then she shrieks a lot like a little girl.
But the bad thing is, poor piggy is not a very good pillow for me anymore.
I hope the mailman is very careful with my Gingey, and gets him to me fast!