It is a sad, sad day in our house.
This is Tutti Frutti.
Tutti Frutti took a trip to Savannah with me and Princess Ivi when we went to see her dad. Well, he had a good weekend but when we packed up to check out, poor Tutti Frutti was left behind. Of course, when we went to get him, housekeeping had thrown him away because they thought he wasn’t wanted.
Princess Ivi was haunted by Tutti Frutti’s memory the whole drive home (when we passed the hooters sign, when the B on the bowl sign wasn't working, etc.) I have promised to make an “exact” replica of Tutti Frutti this week. (A friend on Ravelry suggested he be call "Two-ti Frutti".)
He was a good owl although he was too fat to fly.
Or as Princess Ivi says, he wasn’t fat he was fluffy and he wasn’t short, he was fun sized.