When I was six, my dad gave me a stuffed kitty for Valentine's Day.. And being the creative six year old that I was, I named him none other than Kitty. :3 I loved him to death because unlike most stuffed animals, he had course fur and strings for whiskers, and his eyes were completely covered.
I eventually lost him while on vacation, though..
On our last trip to Kansas City I bought something that looked similar to him as a souvenier, but ended up cutting the eyes out because the eyes creeped me out. So now there are just holes where they used to be. <3
I eventually lost him while on vacation, though..
On our last trip to Kansas City I bought something that looked similar to him as a souvenier, but ended up cutting the eyes out because the eyes creeped me out. So now there are just holes where they used to be. <3