Piggy Guy

So Gus, our new puppy, has taken quite a liking to Max's stuffed animals. If one happens to fall into the "free zone" Gus will come happily trotting out of Max's room to proudly show-off the latest toy victim. Fortunately for Max, Gus gives them up pretty quickly and the slobbered on stuffed animal gets returned to it's home: Max's bed. It's not like Gus doesn't have toys of his own, I think he just prefers the fuzzy, well-loved toys of his people.

I decided I would sew Gus his own stuffed animal. We recently checked out this book from the library and Blue Pig was the inspiration for the toy for Gus.

I was very excited with my new creation, and before I handed it over to Gus to maul, I wanted someone else to see it in all of it's "new toy glory." Matt and Max were out on a bike ride, but I could hear Miles waking up from his nap. I strolled into his room, scooped him out of his crib and showed him Gus' stuffed animal.
"Wha'd'ya think?" I ask proudly.
"That for me?" Miles replies.
"No honey, that's the toy I made for Gus."
"No, that for me." Miles says with great certainty.
Well I can't resist Miles' big blue eyes and his charming toddler ways. So I succumb and tell him the pig is his.
"What's his name?"
"That Piggy Guy!" he exclaims happily. "You make a stegosaurus for the puppy and I have Piggy Guy."

So I went upstairs and sewed a not-as-cute-but-puppy-doesn't-mind stegosaurus for Gus and everyone is satisfied.