Yes, I reference Petey a lot. But like Brokeback Mountain, I just can’t quit him.
When I was in New York, my friend Delia very sweetly gave me a gift to bring back to Petey: a mini version of him that barks when squeezed.
I’ve captured how Petey feels about stuffed toys – which is why I often remind him why we can’t have anything nice in this house. But lo and behold, after a couple of days, Pete’s mini-me is still in one piece.
All I can say is, kickass job on the gift, D. I’m shocked.