So he comes down to show me this. He has done surgery and replaced the battery, so I am meant to stitch it back up again.
If you don't know what it is meant to be, you can have a look here.
A Tribble. For some reason my dad sent it to us when we were first married. We used to trick one another by putting it under the pillow or a cushion on the settee. You'd lay your head down and it would purr at you.
This is how it works with a sort of computery bit in it.
I didn't realise the mottled fake fur was done with stripes inside.
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