Posted 10 months ago
cogito
(86 items)
In the early 1990s, my maternal grandfather died. We were close. Throughout the years of visiting my grandparent's house, ever since I was very little, I was persistently fascinated by this little nodder dog vide poche, which sat on top of a small television in their house. I would flick its head and watch to see how long it took to stop nodding.
When my grandfather passed away, I was asked if there was anything I wanted from the estate. My choice was clear.
I know nothing about this little cold painted bronze other than I love it for the memories it contains. Now my young daughter flicks the head and stares intently at the nodding motion...
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WOW VERY COOL AND LOVE THIS VERY and i have to say i love how the "s" is backwards in the word austria
sorry about your grandfather.
Thanks, Bellin.
My Grandmother had the nodding dog in her car on the dashboard which I loved, this is wonderful that you have it. Never heard what happened to hers. Phil.
Simply wonderful! So glad that you have this to remind you of your grandfather.
Adorable!
what a little cutie