Brotherly love???? Not when it comes to toy sharing. Here for all to see is what typically happens in our house when I have a toy and Just Harry, who has plenty of toys of his own, decides he has to have the one I'm playing with. Just for the record, we have two lobsters. A red one and a blue one. This morning, while JH was off doing something else, I took the blue lobster from our toy basket and began playing with it. I had just jumped up on the chair, with the toy in my mouth, to settle down for some good squeaking, when you know who appeared at a run. And then the pictures tell it all..