What's your's is mine,

what's mine is mine. Someone in this house is a bit of a pig cat.  Every time a new blanket arrives, it belongs to him.  Every new pillow, his.  For Christmas I got my daughter a stuffed bear.  (We have no age limits to getting stuffed bears in our house) can you guess WHO has a new stuffed bear?  That would be C@boy.  At nearly 20 years old, no one ever argues with his proclivity toward thinking every thing and everyone is his, so why try.  He is really happy with his new blankets, which he sometimes shares, and with his new bear.  I figure if he is 136 years old, he can have WHATEVER he wants.