The two pups.

Well, here they are. A elderly neighbour who said if she wasn't turning 81 very soon, would dearly have loved to take "Brown Boy" as he was called when he arrived, offered to give me a soft toy for him to take to his new home. So she then decided that the pups needed one each. She had stored away a bag of soft toys that had belonged to her family, but were not longer wanted. I selected two small toys, one for each pup.
This was taken this morning, when one of them got hold of a toy and the other decided that they wanted it (not sure who got what first!)
So this was a case "I've got it! It's mine!"
As of this afternoon, it is already losing some of its stuffing and the other one is still drying out after having to be washed after being peeed on. Oh, dear! What have I let myself in for..........