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Home Sweet Home

Home Sweet Home

Brownie is my name
I’m the colour of milk chocolate
Brownie, or Baloo, it was going to be. Or so I heard.
I didn’t have a say in it – or even any preference.
Before, I had no name at all.

Life is comfortable here where I am. I was so happy when my owner cut off my label.
It was attached to my paw.
Now I have my own bed.
Luckily for me, I love sleeping. I hope I don’t snore!

It’s what I do all day – even when I’ve fallen onto the floor.
(No, it’s not really painful)
My fur is thick and has all the warmth I need. It’s stayed so soft and so fluffy all these years.
Like velvet.

Before, I was placed on a shelf in a shop. I didn’t know where I’d be going, or if I’d be sold at all.
So life was a bit of a worry.
Less comfortable for sure!
Here I’m surrounded by cushions.
One is lilac, the other is blue.
My owner took a picture of me once – which felt a little odd.

I’m thankful I’ve ended up here.
It’s really home sweet home.
No more being picked up only to be put back down on the shelf again.
At night she sometimes cuddles me.
I’m not a real bear,
Just a toy.

Sometimes, I wake up in the morning on the floor.
But later, I just crawl back up again.
When she is not there.

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