It lays on my bed since I found him under my Christmas tree in 2011.
He stays there still and never moves unless he's in the washing machine.
He's very special to me because I can always talk to him about my day and cuddle him when I'm sad.
He has silvery grey faux-fur and brown, glimmering eyes. The ruby scarf he wears around his neck matches the Christmas hat he wears on his head perfectly.
His hat reminds me of the Christmas spirit.
I can see him right now smiling innocently at me while I read him my work.
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