Welcome to my Teddy

This is my Teddy. Mine, not yours. I stole it fair and square from Marley. I have been grooming him in my likeness all day. Well, when we get back from our walks around the res....  So happy about that. I am going to be so tired when I get home, I am getting reading to go to a friends house, Carl, for New Years Eve, I may not stay up the whole time but Carl may  not either. I am doing fine, just hanging and chilling.