Yes I know I am an adult. And to some people that may be too old for soft toys. Especially soft toys who travel with you. Well I am here to say no it is not. Why? Because I said so. So ner. *demonstrating my point with a seriously grown up response*
So who are Haggis and Horse? Or should that more be why?
The story starts with Horse. Well actually before Horse. The story starts with the animals of the Chinese zodiac. Thanks to our
obsession interest in all things Japanese, we started collecting little squishy Japanese versions of the zodiac animals. We always had the animal for the current zodiac year on show. It was the year of the Horse in the year we started travelling. So we took Horse with us because that is obviously what you do when you go travelling.
Horse lived in the camper keeping himself to himself…until we meet Haggis in Scotland. This little fluff ball of a wild haggis starting creeping into photos and encouraging Horse to do the same. They became part of our adventures and made us smile.
They kept fairly private until we all got bored at our airport motel in Auckland. A ceiling fan got involved and the cult of Haggis and Horse was born (cult = slight interest from our family and friends). Ever since then they have clamoured for more recognition and so we have started a page over on Instagram for them. (this has nothing to do with having way too many photos of them that amuse us).
Take a peek and give them a follow. You will want to. I mean look-at-them. See Horse’s jaunty angle and Haggis’s bemused, confused face. How can you resist?