douglas

My little granddaughter's heart beats for Douglas, a stuffed toy that belongs to my mother. She is often already calling his name as she climbs the stair. Never has a toy cat been the recipient of such attention. My mother has acquired two additional stuffed cats in an effort to disperse the wear and tear of such affection but my granddaughter's loyalty is unswerving. It is Douglas whom she longs for. Her objet d'amour.