Stan

When G1 was born, my eldest sister was living and working abroad, and as a result, didn’t get to come home and spend time with G1 as often as she would have liked.

 As all contact at the time was mostly via snail mail, she decided to find herself a special substitute, that she could send home for G1 to love and bond with.

Enter Piggy.

Piggy was a stuffed pig with a pro vegetarian message, who lived himself a very well-travelled life, before comfortably putting down roots in Australia with G1.

Piggy overlooking a USA bluff. Whatever blows your hair back Piggy.

Piggy overlooking a USA bluff. Whatever blows your hair back Piggy.

Piggy visiting the Orient.

Piggy visiting the Orient.

Over the years Piggy was followed by numerous other stuffed animals, and dolls who trekked the world before settling down in G1s toy box, soon to be loved in turn by G2 and G3.

Barbie, elephant and frog building a snowman in Steamboat Springs.

Barbie, elephant and frog building a snowman in Steamboat Springs.

Elephant and barbie deep in the heart of Texas.

Elephant and barbie deep in the heart of Texas.

Their adventures were well documented and photographed, and the girls loved looking at all the places their toys had been, and all the cool things they had done.

Sort of like the traveling Gnomes that were a big deal a few years ago. Except without the creepy ransom note/postcards.

As our holiday looms ever close, and we are forced by pesky immigration and crazy airline rules, to leave our hounds at home, I decided to create a pseudo dog to be our canine companion, and to document and photograph his travels: a la Piggy.

 Introducing Stan!

Dukey boy and Stan. Bonding.

Dukey boy and Stan. Bonding.

Not to be mistaken for Prototype-hand-drawn-hand-sewn-bogan-dolphin-with-legs-Stan.

Who was quickly put aside once my seamstress extraordinaire Mother-in-Law called in on her travels, and whipped me up a much more dog shaped version.

Prototype Stan. eeeieiei eieieieee. (dolphin sounds)

Prototype Stan. eeeieiei eieieieee. (dolphin sounds)

Stan will travel with us, and partake in all our US adventures. No matter how stressed to the eyeballs I am at the time.

(Will Stan make it through customs????)

And I will document it all, right here, on this blog, in a “Letters to Duke” series.

He may not snuggle like our Dukey boy, and he can’t eat as much, or wag as much as our big dogs, but he is the closest we’ve got.

Stan encompasses the spirit of all our puppies left at home.

So, no pressure Stan. But you better have a bloody good time.

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