I am a Mr. Winkle fan. He's a little dog who was found as a stray nine years ago by a professional photographer, and became her inspiration for books, calendars, and toys. I buy a Mr. Winkle calendar every year, and it hangs in the office over my computer, along with some swatches and photo inspiration. His resemblance to my little Gidget is striking. His companion has chosen to retire him from public appearances, due to his advanced age, which I totally understand. A few years ago, he was at an appearance at the Borders bookstore on Michigan Ave., and I stood on line two hours to meet him. People who stand on line don't have a clue about personal space. When I got home that night, I told the Man to touch my butt, because that would have made it about two hundred times! I gave his owner a my Lucky Penny post card that had Gidget's image, and she agreed that there was a similarity. I was hoping to knit a sweater for Mr. Winkle. He was the one celebrity muse that I really coveted.
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