I bought Smooch a pillow with Johnny's picture on it, thinking she would cuddle up with it,
laying the foundation for a more congenial relationship between them.
I have to be careful where I put the pillow though; the eyes follow me
around the house – sort of like the Mona Lisa – and it creeps me out.
Johnny: Creeps me out, too.
Johnny: I'm much better looking in person.
Me: That you are, but the pillow version doesn't shed all over the house.
Johnny: I'm getting out of here before she stuffs me.