This is Teddy, my favourite toy. He has a patch over his heart – I don’t think it was anything serious – maybe it needed patching up from too much loving. He is one of my first toys that Mummy bought for me from Purple Bone.
He wasn’t my favourite to begin with. But now every time we’re about to go out for walkies, I get excited and I run to get Teddy and push his belly so he squeaks. I roll around with him – all excited. Then I run out the door with Teddy in my mouth. I am told to leave Teddy inside the front door.
But sometimes I take him with me on walks but it distracts me from what I have to do, so it gets taken from me eventually.
