Hay there. My name is Tuffy.



Other names I answer to include Stuffed Animal ...


... Star Stuff ...


... Tuff Stuff ...


... Turkey Stuffing ...


... Overstuffed Sofa ...


... and Stuff Griffey, Jr.



I made Mom build this website because I wanted to break the monotony. It's just the same old thing, every day: Eat hay. Antagonize my pasture buddy. Investigate suspicious goings-on, like distant cattle or shiny trash cans. Try to please Mom by giving her a nice dressage test. Poke fun at Mom by ruining the dressage test on the final halt. Eat more hay.

That's all very well and good, but, see, I needed a place where I could really shine. A place where people could look at me and see how cool I am. A place where I could investigate suspicious goings-on uninterrupted by dressage. And of course I let Mom in on the action, too, since she's the only one of us who can type.

Enjoy your stay on the Dark Side of My Mind. And remember -- if you see a nesting robin from thirty yards, it's okay to spook.

~~ Mr. Stuffed T. Animal


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