I’m really bad at reading cards before I open the present.
Yesterday my mom sent me a care package and as I was tearing through it, a cute little bear fell out. Immediately, my cat Frankie grabbed it and starting dragging it around my apartment.
I hardly paid attention as I ate my white chocolate covered pretzels and starting pouring through Real Simple Magazine.
…Then I read the card. That this bear was a “nice” bear. My mom underlined the word ‘really.’ Oh man. I look down- Frankie is drooling on it on my couch.
So… sorry mom! It’s now Frankie’s favorite toy, even those he has cute Christmas toys laying everywhere. He’s carrying the Gund bear everywhere and I don’t have the heart to take it away!