Survivors from my childhood. From left to right: Toffee, Lindy-Lou, Tessie and Proteus. All squashed into the chair I used to sit on, and which recent research suggests my father made from another Utility chair.
And my living breathing furry companion, MasterB.
I very nearly posted one of my last pictures of Mother, clutching the leg of Bear, who went into the coffin with her. Maybe later. I don’t know.
More of this week’s challenge here.