Her name is Laura, in memory of my grandma. She reminds me of a bear that I would have found stashed in some dark corner of her attic, if she had ever let me go up there. I remember asking her again and again if I could see what was up there, but no such luck. "That dirty old attic is no place for a little girl" is what she always said with a smile. To this day I still wonder what she had up there so I sometimes daydream and imagine what I would have found. I think this little bear would have been right at home among some old dusty treasures, don't you?
UPDATE: Laura has been adopted!
Laura is available on Bear Pile if you would like to take a look at her.
I better get back to work now. I can't wait to get started on my next little critter!