Friday, July 01, 2005
The teddy bear met his new owner last night and it appears that there is, indeed, chemistry. He even seems to be smiling. I suppose I would be, too, if I'd been in pieces for two weeks and then finally got my head and limbs attached.
He left this morning for his new home. I admit to feeling slightly post-partum, though it's not like I won't see him frequently.
I wondered how he was getting on, and then this arrived via e-mail:
He has been christened Istvan, and it looks to me like he's adjusting nicely. And apparently he's a Prince fan. Who knew?