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some of you might remember that around Christmas I was travelling down to my family's when I opened my bag and realised I didn't have Gumbo! he'd fallen out of my bag in my bedroom and I didn't have him with me!
my friend picked him up from where he'd fallen on the floor and tucked him safely into bed. I was still really sad about him being all alone, so my partner took him to their family's place for Christmas instead!
here he is cuddled up with all of my partner's plushies before they set off on their journey, making sure he's warm and not lonely
appreciating the Christmas tree!
he even got a gift!
all tired out after a long Christmas
today Gumbo returned to me! here he is at the raccoon squad reunion!
and now it's bedtime for my favourite guy. what a big adventure he's been on! I'm so glad for my friends and my partner who made sure he was okay, and I'm really glad to have him back in my arms again 😊
(pssst! don't worry about him getting lost again! I got him a surprise gift! it's a harness that I can attach to my bag so he should be nice and safe on any and all future adventures!)
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Me: *looking at a porcelain hand in the home decor aisle of a store* if I lost my hands in some kind of tragic accident, I’d decorate my entire home with hand-shaped things. Then I’d invite guests over for like, dinner parties and such and sit there expectantly just basking in their discomfort.
My boyfriend: Do you hear what you say when you talk? Do you know what you just said to me?
Came back wrong? How about came back right, except that the world you came back to is wrong. Came back just like waking up from a long nap only to find that the people who love you broke themselves into shards and bloody bargains to get you back.
There are new stains that nobody will explain, hidden beneath the rug in the upstairs hallway. Your mother's left eye is clouded and strange. The cat no longer goes near your brother. There's a sharp-edged shadow now, under your lover's smile.
Everybody says you must be remembering wrong, but your sense of smell is just as good as ever. The closet that used to smell like cedar and cinnamon smells like sulfur, now, and nobody will tell you why.
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