How much do I love my Christmas gift from my daughter - Scruffy Dog - aka Robby. My daughter informed me that Scruffy Dog's hair looks just like Robert's. I tend to agree with her. Robby makes me happy. And, no, I don't sleep with him. Why would you think such a thing?
Speaking of Robert, I can't say just how much I adore this photo. I'm having terrible issues with it though. I can't see his face so my eyes keep roaming down his body... to 'other' areas that I find interesting. Not everyone's cup of tea, but there you go. As I quietly hang my head in shame and admit that I never thought I would be so shallow.
