I'm not crazy

Their names were mine

I took care of them

they are my closest confidants

and forever will be

Fuzzy Bunny

one of the oldest of them all

worn and not very fuzzy anymore

but her ears are soft and when I speak she listens

Penguie

also very old

but has a different story

while Fuzzy Bunny was bought at a gift shop in who-knows-where

Penguie was stolen from my cousin

whoops

Ivypool

from a loving babysitter

I came home from school one day

and she was on the kitchen island

Hazel

originally going to go through the Warrior Cats life phases of kit, paw, and their warrior name

but it took too long

and I got bored

and so Hazelpaw became Hazel

Pusheenie

I was unwilling to call her Pusheen

and still am

she was my 5th birthday present

or 6th

I forgot

the list never ends

it grows every year

the amount multiplies

far beyond the dozens

shelves and closets and beds piling up

I collect them because they make me happy

and I don't want them to get too tired of each other's prescence

I want them to be happy

and nice to each other

and no I am not crazy