Tigger is daughter's special teddy. Husband bought Tigger for daughter on the day she was born and he's been her favourite ever since.
Daughter cannot get to sleep without him. She turns him upside down and presses his label to her face. She gives demonstrations on how to do this correctly!
Tigger is not allowed to leave the house (for fear of losing him). Instead, he stays at home and plays with the other teddies when daughter is out, but he always returns to his spot on the stairs ready for her return.
Yesterday he underwent surgery to repair a ripped seam. He is convalescing nicely.
The other night when she couldn't sleep I heard strange noises coming from her room. Drawers opening. Rustling, clinking.
Later when I went to check on her I found this:
Tigger had been Izzified!