and then there was Bob!

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We seem to have a new edition to our family.
His name is Bob and he’s a hedgehog! (One of the stuffed and cuddly kind)
Bob came into our lives while I was out shopping with Lowenna.
I’d just like to point out at this point that Lowenna hates shopping with a passion. In fact, she hates it so much that the minute we get into a shop she screams at the top of her voice and won’t stop until we leave.

 

So on this particular day, we are in a charity shop, Lowenna screaming while I’m trying desperately to look for a frame for a picture.
Next thing I know the volunteer came up to Lowenna and gave her this fluffy hedgehog (Bob) and ask her to look after it for him. The screaming stop instantly. Hooray now I could look in peace.
So I found my frame, went to the till and paid the man but it then came to the moment where we had to give Bob back.
I tried to get him off of her but she wasn’t having any of it. The volunteer, sensing the impending meltdown, said she could keep it. Result!
That was by far the easiest shopping trip I’ve ever had with Lowenna in tow.The problem I’m now faced with however is getting Bob into the washing machine.
Lowenna never lets him go (hence the picture above).

It’s very obvious looking at Bob’s matted fur and slightly funky smell, that Bob had formally been loved by another sticky-fingered little one and is really in dire need of a good scrub down.

 

The thing I don’t get though is that since Lowenna was born we seem to have accumulated a number of furry, fluffy & cuddly soft toys and she has never shown an interest in any of them. Even with me putting an adorable (clean) elephant in her cot every night, hasn’t resulted in her growing any kind of attachment to it. Backed up by the fact that I come in every morning to find it on the floor on the other side of the room, where she has clearly thrown it out of her cot in disgust.
And yet here we are with Bob, the manky hedgehog that the man in the charity shop had to give away for free because no one wanted to buy him.I fear that I’m going to be spending a lot more time with Bob in the coming months.

 

Gina

 

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2 thoughts on “and then there was Bob!”

  1. I think u should give poor Bob a chance in your lovely home,Bob is clearly sending out lovin vibes 2 Lj, just as my Teddy STILL does 2 me and i am 51yrs old and Teddy is very warn, tatty and bits missing of him, but i still luv him!!!!
    Teddy has been my faithfull friend through thick and thin. xxx

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