Actually, Sammy. A stuffed doll my Father brought back from the Philippines and gave me when I was less than a year old. I wore him out and my g-g-aunt created a new face for him out of an old stocking and some judicious embroidery. Sammy's disappeared somewhere (he's probably a burnt-out lush caging drinks in seedy bars), but my brother still has his stuffed horse, Butchy Goldy.