I had some beautiful toys when I was a child ... an elaborate dolls house with exquisite miniature furniture, a wind-up music box that I adored, beautiful dolls that really were'nt meant to be played with .. but I was allowed to
I wasn't a spoiled child, but a very lucky, loved one
As I grew older, my toys were replaced by boys and then men .. and I've been lucky and loved by them as well ..
And now I'm a big girl I have a VERY special toy
My best friend and constant companion
Ben, my maltese terrier