Growing up the only girl on a big ranch had its downsides. There was no one to play with, which apparently started my obsession with stuffed animals. Dolls were not acceptable ... too girly!! I went for the stuffed cows, bears and critters. My entire bed was covered with them.
Eventually they all disappeared, so when I would find something weird, like a life-sized owl puppet, I would buy it. Anteaters, skunks, opossums ... anything that was not the norm. I still have a couple here and there, but I was surprised when Jim noticed the big critter sitting on the couch.
Meet GRIZZ. I found him while driving around Alaska the summer of 2012. I seat belted him in to the passenger seat so he could be my navigator. I've tried to find a home for him on a couple of occasions, but alas ... he now resides on the whorehouse couch and still keeps me company.