Plush Body Pillow

Hello, my name Pandarus! I am perhaps a teddy (symbol of the WWF, after all!), But I see you, you humans do weird things related to the image of your plush body pillow and yourself, and I would like to take a little time to talk about . . . . But first, let me introduce myself. Who am I to tell you about self-image? I am worn out, my eyes are blind after too many rounds in the washing machine, to my ears there are only a few son, the foam comes out of my nose . . . I used to black and white silky, plump, now I'm flaccid, gray everywhere and quite dirty . . . and yet I still Pandarus, in my eyes and the eyes of Victor, 5 years old, my man!. Victor had me on his first birthday, and when he got out of the wrapping paper, it was love at first sight! He was lying on the ground, her cheek against my fur baby very soft (at the time) and when his sister told him that I was a panda, Victor understood Pandarus, and c ' is my name and since that happy day! (For a while, he called me Kung Fu, which I thought was pretty cool, but deep in my stuffing - or what remains of it - I will always . . . Pandarus). Victor brings with him everywhere. In small section, I had the right to go to school with him, but now he is with adults, I expect most of the time on her pillow. When Victor broke his leg last year, his sister had the foresight to take me to the hospital - the nurses even made me a radio in my leg, but I was fine . . . I traveled through France, but also other countries, and I must say I much prefer to travel by car or plane, in the lap of Victor, in the boxes tightly close the post office, which were sometimes the only way I joined my family after the hectic holiday . . . . By exploring the human world along with Victor, I noticed that you humans are not always so sure of who you are, deep in your upholstery . . . You seem to attach much importance to your appearance, your waist, shape your plush body pillow . . . I even heard some of you (because as a Certified Doudou, I did not need the son that I use in the ears, I am TV pathetic, or something like that . . . ) worry that your very special human might not love you because you no longer look the same a few years ago!. I think it's too weird! Really! I mean . . . how could this be? Victor did not stop loving me when my white parts became gray?! He always thinks that I am what is sweeter in the world, even if my hair is now all tufted and even missing in places . . . When the world makes him cry, he comes to me is to consolation, no matter how I look now, or at least my appearance before!. Other humans and if you start to worry a little more of your home, rather than outside? I think you will feel much better . . . Open yourself to love, open yourself to life! Let yourself go, put loud music and Dance, the name of a teddy!. Maybe we will find us one day on this beautiful planet "blue", full of joy and harmony, called . . Pandora, o). Your address will never be shared, and will be used only for mailings about Destination Wellness. You can unsubscribe at any time, so register with confidence!. . .
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