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I can only wonder who’s using whom. She (he?) looks like they could probably get what they want with that stare.
He/She looks like a very relaxed Teddy. There’s some groovy dancing going on in the background by the little orange clad doll
Kan I choo the Teddy, kan I pleez???
That bear needs a hug.
The teddy bear looks so lonely and needs a BIG hug.
Hehe that orange doll also steal the spotlight out the Teddy Bear 😉
You’re probably right, Binky; Fergus uses that look when he doesn’t want to come inside, and I often give in to him.
I never thought of Baby Tracy as a go-go dancer, Tony, but now that you mention it… Whatever would Flat Tony think of his little friend?
When my son was little, Dixie, he would hold this teddy by its paws and spin it on its shoulders — it was pretty tough. I think it has retired from such activities now, though.
It is eminently huggable, Barefootheart, and worth keeping for (so far) 28 years. One of Aunt Theodora’s sons was here the other day, and held Teddy on his lap like a baby, maybe because his mum has so many teddy bears in her home.
It’s called “upstaging”, Novroz, because Baby Tracy (the orange doll) is upstage from — farther back than — the teddy, so we look beyond the teddy to the doll. Baby Tracy was knitted by 95-year-old Aunt Theodora when she was a mere slip of a 94-year-old girl.
It’s a good bear, S. Le. My grandfather who grew up just outside of London decided that my baby son should have a Proper English Teddy, and this be it.
Thanks for the new term 🙂
Aunt Theodora sounds like an amazing woman, at the age of more than 90 she still can knit a cute doll like that … WOW
She still cross-stitches too, Novroz. Not only are her hands still limber, but her eyes are at least as good as mine (nearly half her age). Plus, she’s really nice.
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