When I was a little girl, Pedro was my beloved companion. I carried him with me and I loved him dearly. He has red velvet on his hooves and ears, button eyes and string hair for a mane. For many years, he’s waited on a high shelf to be loved again. The time is here and he is SO HAPPY.
Margot: “GrAnn, when you die, can I please have Pedro?” Absolutely!
