Several months ago this was the question my friend Kathy asked when I answered the phone. My reply.........excuse me???? I thought maybe she found some stray or maybe was trying to get rid of her husband. "He" is actually Brown Bear....a scruffy little mohair bear that belonged to her husbands uncle and is almost 100 years old. You see, Kathy and David are downsizing big time....the last of 3 children is off to college this fall and they are putting their house on the market. Kathy has been having some issues parting with some things.....well anyway, she thought he would fit right in here with all the other scruffy little things that reside with me and that he needed to go somewhere special.....
So, he finally arrived this week. Talk about sparse mohair.....I was hardpressed to find some on his little body, boy this guy was well loved. Both his ears look to have been restitched to his head at some point, maybe even a few times judging by the number of different threads. His right foot is missing most of the foot pad and excelsior...someone stuffed a piece of black and white silk in there and his pajamas and night cap are so faded and full of holes. His little nose is falling off, too.
He's been introduced to Mr. Whipstitch already and in the coming days will be escorted through town to meet the Thimblefolk and other forlorn toys and dolls. We'll keep you informed of exactly where he decides his permanent place of honor will be.
Until then.......
