Washed Bear

Bear got in the washing machine. Lynettea says she didn't put him in and I don't think he hopped in by himself, as he is a toy. I was already in my velvet house when she loaded the machine. So it is a mystery. I have been thinking for a while that he needed a freshen up, although I like my scent on his fur. I often throw him around or carry him.

Lynettea thinks I sometimes get jealous of this toy, which is absurd.

His furs look a bit different now. Maybe they will improve when he dries out. I am impressed that he managed to hold his breath all that time he was being swirled around with the clothes in the water.