You know your first stuffed animal, or at least the one you had for the longest? The one you dragged around everywhere, and that your parents have funny stories about you and your animal? This is that stuffed animal to me. And I thought I'd lost her. I'm not ashamed to admit that I smiled when I opened a box of my stuff I'd put into storage and found her there. So, here she is, old and battered and well-loved. I'm gonna find a special shelf for her when this move is over and I'm settled in.

And for the record, her full name is "Moo-Moo Cow." Yes, the wit and genius of a three year old at work. :B