I am not quite sure what has happened. I was on a plane. Off a plane. Another plane. A car. Strange house. I remember bagels. Tiny little bagels. I think Pug was there too, in the house with the tiny bagels.
Then bad things happened. Very bad things. The humans were all moving and talking so so fast.
I wanted to go to sleep forever but they wouldn't let me. Two ladies in green suits carried me away. One poked me with needles. The other cut me in two and took my insides out. My stomach is naked now and has a zipper. I am pink underneath but my spots are black everywhere. One of the suit ladies said real men can wear pink and wrapped my leg in pinkness. How did she know?
How did she know??
I am back in the strange house again but my insides are not the same as before. Pug is here but he is strange too. I do not know if his insides are different. I would like to sleep but it hurts to lay down. When the cone is off I can sleep on my head. Sleeping on your head feels nice when your belly has a zipper.
My blanket has a plug and gives me warm hugs. I can tell it really loves me. But I love you more than all the Justins in the world. I told the blanket I am taken.
Time to sleep...
Pink hearts, yellow moons & blue diamonds,