Shamzee, his pillow eating friend
Yeah, you’re right. The last thing he needed (I needed?) is another stuffed animal. But, I knew he’d dig this one ’cause it isn’t a stuffed animal. It’s a pillow eater.
So, while my husband raised his eyebrows when Drew unwrapped this on his birthday, I defended it.
This silly shamzee has become the monster when Drew plays figures, the scary swallower of all lesser plastic beings. And, when he isn’t conquering the world of army men and wind-up robots, someone thinks he’s pretty comfy.
So there. I knew this gift would get some good mileage. And, now, somebody is asking for the bulldog version.
Maybe for Father’s Day, Mark.