A while back, I was gifted a great big teddy bear after
whining in my LiveJournal. He has been faithfully residing in my bed ever since, providing comfort and warmth the way only teddy bears can.
However, until recently he's not had a name. Many suggestions were made, none were a good fit. Until I realized that he did in fact already have a name, and that name is Mr Yiff. After all, he's my furry, lovable anthropomorphic friend.
This may or may not have had something to do with
xenogram, who likes to
laugh at furries.
He even comes with happy fun Pedo Bear approval. What's there not to love?
I still don't know if I'm more horrified or amused. Mr Yiff shares my bed every night.