Ghostly Hound
Years ago I used to have a very fluffy shetland sheepdog who got very old and ill with organ failure and had to be put down. He lived to 13, which is a pretty good age, and was a big part of the family.

Anyways, some years before he died, someone had bought us a fluffy toy, because it looked like him and it was left on the sofa. So cue me coming down in the morning, still a bit emotional about having the dog put down and seeing him staring at me with cold, staring eyes. How could you do it! Eeek!

The toy is in the loft now. No more spooky stuffed animals for me.
(plankton, Fri 4 Jul 2008, 9:54, Reply)