Quite a few years ago, I received an extraordinary gift from my mother-in-law, the Sheeple Gammie. She does all kinds of crafts and one of her talents is cross-stich. So one day she said look at all the cool patterns I just got. So I did. I really liked the dragon and said so. Little did I realize I was picking out the cover for a notebook she was making for me to hold my scribblings. And here he is in all his glory.
So my new found familiar has guarded my notes and poems ever since. He has to had to fend off a series of cats over the years and has done a remarkable job scarring the wee beasties away. The toddler is fascinated by him and often wants to take him out for a walk around the house. But day in and day out, he stands fast, guarding the domain of Paddy's Scribblings.
Today he agreed to pose for the blog and is now a part of the legend of Paddy's Wanderings.
I call him, Paddy the Elder.