My first and most favourite teddy was small and pink, his ears chewed off and one eye missing. By the end of my childhood I vaguely remember him as having disintegrated into a small manky padded structure with no discernible teddy features. I think he may have been passed to Kirstie and our other sister and suffered much destructive love at their hands too.
My first word was "puss" - we had a cat whom I adored and used to terrorise by flying round the room in my baby walker and cornering him at every opportunity. This was of course before baby walkers were banned. The walker wrecked my poor lil' knees and they had to be operated on when I was two.
Anyway put said teddy's colour together with this first word and you get the name of my first teddy. Pink Pussy.
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Pink Pussy! A subject still of great hilarity even now. Anyone I've said this to has nearly choked themselves laughing.
Now I don't know what ever happened to Pink Pussy, I must ask Beaut.ie Mammy if she stored him away somewhere. I have a feeling she might have done.
What about you? What are your memories of your favourtist teddy? And admit it if HE IS STILL ON YOUR BED today!
