Gibson Ghost

I was changing the linens on Gibson's bed and threw them out in the hall to wash. All of a sudden, this ghost walks into the room. I was so frightened . . . and then I realized it was a Gibson Ghost. ha ha



So I wasn't frightened, but I did laugh. He likes to play "Where's Gibson?" and hides under a blanket, sweater, towel, etc. Here's my little ghost.

WoooooOooooo!