tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967163076445323247.post4398363182241039549..comments2009-08-10T19:00:24.642+01:00PDChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14272280981190849015noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967163076445323247.post-58449583605014827632009-08-10T18:57:32.264+01:002009-08-10T18:57:32.264+01:00Paul,<br />I lost my squirrel when I was younger and it really effected me.<br />Your friend<br />GavinAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967163076445323247.post-31921664265712980572009-08-10T12:01:30.115+01:002009-08-10T12:01:30.115+01:00Every parent&#39;s worst (day-to-day) nightmare! Emily&#39;s Po has been lost so many times that it&#39;s now confined strictly to the bedroom. And we have not one but two backups in the house, just in case. <br /><br />Our biggest problem nowadays is that &#39;original Po&#39; is slowly disintegrating, to the point where mere needle and thread will soon no longer be sufficient to stitch her wounds. I imagine in due course she&#39;ll mutate into some kind of hideous Bionic Po, assembled from random patches of material inexpertly sewn together.Patnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967163076445323247.post-66112810718855769762009-08-08T08:57:50.272+01:002009-08-08T08:57:50.272+01:00My eldest boy is 14 now - into teenage cool and all that. About time we thew out Mel, I suggested (Mel being old and soggy koala)<br /><br />&#39;No way,&#39; - Mel is still cool evidently.Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05195882998271591934noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3967163076445323247.post-73416941845623140112009-08-07T05:21:44.921+01:002009-08-07T05:21:44.921+01:00Way too funny!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com