If you're a long time reader you might remember Robot. I "built" him all by myself. I built him for my nephew Ryan, who was turning 6 that year. He's now 12. I sure miss Robot. He was a long time favorite, and felt like family until his untimely death a few years ago. He was a good pal to Ryan; went where he went, hung out where he hung out, watched what he watched, played what he played. He was a good buddy to my little buddy. All until that dreadful night.
Unfortunately, for Robot as he lay quietly sleeping on the floor of my niece Taylor's bedroom, he met up with some regurgitated school lunch. I think Hot Dogs were on the menu that day.