I have a Steiff toy tiger given to me by my Godfather and it is just about as old as me. It is very dear to me as I was born in the Far East and the tiger has travelled with us around the world. He now misses a tooth and some stitching is needed in a joint of one of his legs but he still manages to sit on a bed keeping a watchful eye. The background has a charm too as I have put some faint images of sailing junks, palm trees and an oriental looking house to harken back to all those far off places. In the last image I came across a very old photo of my Tiger and maybe I have been told to have a fight with it by my dad taking the photo!