the dog had just chewed the ear off my teddy bear. my mother made a big deal about it and moved teddys arms to the top of his head so he looked like a dog or a rabbit. she made new arms out of holey socks. after she died a few years ago i realised teddy was dead too and i cremated him in the fireplace.

note the costume. i still hate shirts and pant legs. other pictures of the budding foss show him shirtless on a trike with a chariot, or playing a tambourine on the trike.

Carmen
The past lives only in the present, not in crippling nostalgia or artifacts. Glad that the Foss remains prone to innovative haircuts!

foss
it looks like i d cut my hair myself. i wanted to match the teddy...?? good thing i didnt cut off my ear.