A couple of months back Ted and I went to the Carnival at Landmark Mall with our friends Wendy and Michael, mostly for people watching, but in the process the boys won a couple of stuffed dinosaurs. Proud of having provided their wives with such paleo-furryness they refused to let us give the toys to random kids at the Carnival; in fact, they insisted we keep them and proceeded to name them Fred and Wilma.
At some point Wendy passed Fred on to her dog Cashew, who is still playing with him.
Eventually, I too, gave Wilma to Trouble to play with…
…and let’s just say, Wilma did not last very long.