This is my companion and true friend, Bamse. The amount of times I have cried into his fake fur, thrown him over the house and played hide and seek with him, is uncountable.
I got him before I was born and he have never left my sight. Would love to take him with cycle touring but I’m to scared that he would get stolen or damaged, well he is getting on a bit
Over the years my mum and even myself have sown his arms and legs back on, along with giving him new glass eyes. His nose was lost for good a long time ago, his fur is wearing rather thin in many places. And what was ones white is more grey.
He might look a little rough around the edges but he is not a “dirty old rag” as Peli’s mum proclaimed.