This post is about my bear, Vincent. I got Vincent a few months ago, when Trace and I were browsing through the DAV in Whitney. Black and red are my favorite color combination, so I was drawn to him, not to mention the fact that he looked lonely.
He was only a dollar, so I brought him home. He's guarded the head of our bed ever since then.
Whenever an adult, particularly a guy confesses to owning a teddy bear, the first question is always, "Do you sleep with him?" In my case, the answer is "Yes, along with my wife."
It's not the same as with my childhood companion, Binky....I don't have a need to sleep with Vincent, but I find his company pleasant, perhaps the best explanation I can give.
Oh- if you were wondering, he's named after the late Vincent Price, whom I always wanted to meet.