I used to have this orange ball, that had a bell in him. I ran around the house and he would jingle jingle jingle.
I made him real gross and slimy, and he became crusty over time. He also was so slobbery, that he started to shift....
My favorite place to keep him was in my parent's beds. Either under the covers, or right on the pillow....
One time my dad crawled into bed and found my ball. I thanked him, as i had been looking for it for a long time! However, the sound he made did NOT sound like he enjoyed it.
This started a few fun months-years of hiding my toys in my dad's pillow.
After years of love the ball was no longer round, more of an oblong strange shape, his hair was gone, and he was really... really gross.
It was then that we said goodbye to my ball, and it took me a long time to find a new favorite.
I felt like remembering him on this day.