Have you met my corn toy? I don’t think I have ever introduced my corn before, so today is the day. Mom actually bought it for Bailie before I even lived here. She bought a bunch of stuffed veggies for her. I enjoy the salad, but the corn is my favorite. I started to love it right after I moved in, and haven’t ever stopped.
Unfortunately, I have given him a bit too much love in the past eighteen months. He is quite dirty, has a broken squeaker, and a tear in his backside. Mom has forced him into the washing machine numerous times but he doesn’t come clean anymore. I love him no matter what shape he is in. Isn’t he adorable with the little tuft of green hair on his head?
I enjoy running around the house with him in my mouth, and I also like to toss him in the air. If I see the camera, I stop and refuse to hold him. It’s fun to defy the photographer.
One of my favorite things to do with him is to shake him. He is one tough corn! I can’t seem to make him dizzy or anything no matter how much I shake him.
In the above photo, I’m about to toss him into the air. I always try to turn around so Mom can’t get a shot of my face abusing my corn toy. No one better ever try to take him away from me for corn toy abuse!
Well, now you can say that you certainly have met my wonderful corn toy. He sure is fun, and I really hope he doesn’t end up getting tossed out by my mom because I would miss him. Today I’m thankful for my old, dirty, falling apart corn.
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