Last month, I bought a big round furry thing as a birthday present. But when I wanted to wrap it, it seemed suddenly inappropriate for that intended person. So, the present was not sent... instead, it now remains on my bed, at least until I find another person suitable for that gift. I have reminded myself not to etablish too close a bond to it as I still might have to give it away. Also, I have the bad habit (which I am trying to stop) of buying presents for others but keeping them in the end because I can't imagine myself separate from them anymore. Anyway, now I occasionally pick up this big round furry thing, look at it this way and that way, maybe give it a little squeeze (which is soooo fun!) and roll it around? And if Aaron comes to my room, he will start taking that big round furry thing and my Scott teddy bear and enact a scene of soft toy torture. He seems to find big fun in hanging them from the edge of my bed, which is a double-decker and I'm on the top, so he finds the side post a convenient place to tie my teddy bear's paws together and as a result, the bear will look as if it is hanging on for dear life. Then, it remains up to me to go on a mission saving my beloved soft toys (though that big round furry thing does not officially belong to me yet).
*Note: I wanted to post a picture of the big round furry thing but I haven't yet figured out how. So, the picture might only appear some time later. And I hope I did not give this blog address to the person whom I will give it to in the future.
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