Another Bob! Yey!
At a music festival my daughter bought a model of a skull (from the "weirdo tent") and, when asked why said she always fancied one and called it Bob.
Roll on a few years and, having told her I'd no recollection of having a teddy bear as a child, I received one for Christmas, a fine fellow rescued from a charity shop which I named . . . Bob
The following Easter my chocolate egg came with a stuffed bunny which I called . . . Bob
And the next Christmas I bought a novelty polar bear head from a garden centre (because the carol singing reindeer head "wasn't allowed") that still hangs proudly on the end of my bookcase 24/7 and called him . . . Bob
Daughter's reaction: "You can't call
everything Bob!"
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It seems, however, that you can.