Background Info:
Ever since I can remember, I have been enamored with stuffed animals.
Seriously, I was that kid. Barbies were sub-par and baby dolls were ridiculous.
I had 5 million stuffed animals, each with a name and a place in my room.
I played and played with those animals. Until I was much too old.
It was a sad day when my mom came to me with two black trash bags;
one for the keepers and one (or more) for the D.I. run.
Flash forward to 4 years later:
I have no pets.
No stuffed animals.
Niente.
Lucky for me,
All it took was a rough Thursday
and an intuitive husband.
And looky here, I have a new friend:
Penelope panda, my pillow pet.
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