A Boy's Best Friend

Ian has been all about Wishbone lately. I actually loved Wishbone when he first debuted on PBS back when I was in college (or thereabouts). His show is excellent because it encourages the reading of classic literature and puts a modern twist on the story as a parallel storyline. (Reruns air on a lot of the local PBS channels. Check your local listing.) I pined for a Jack Russell Terrier of my own to teach tricks and my parents actually humored me and bought me my very first puppy that was all my own during my rotations for pharmacy school. Her name is Izzy and she's been my dog for the past 12 years. Izzy is getting up there in years and is not too fond of young kids. She looks like a puppy, but really is a geriatric. (If only I could look so good at such an old age. ha!) Ian and Aaron would both love to get ahold of her, but she will have nothing to do with it. But I digress...


My grandmother bought me this toy Wishbone as a gift several years ago. She knew that I would enjoy him even though I was too old for stuffed animals and he's quite a fun stuffed toy. He has several push buttons and he says sayings from the show if you push his ear, his tail, his back, his nose or his paw. I found him when I was cleaning out a few things in the garage the other day and his batteries still work. I brought him in and he's been Ian's constant companion ever since. My grandmother never got to meet my Ian. She passed in April of the year that Ian was born in November. I know my grandma would love my boys and would find a lot of joy knowing that something she purchased for me is being enjoyed this many years later by a great-grandchild of hers.