I've just been reunited with my childhood toy mouse, who has been languishing in my parents' basement for many years. His name is Icecream Ears because back in the day the insides of his ears looked like fresh scoops of icecream (these days they're more of a French Vanilla shade). His lolly-coloured shirt has always made me hungry:
And I've always loved the fact that his pants have a special tail-hole:
Here we are when he and I were much younger:
Welcome back old friend!
