This is my Garfield.
Although not a fan, my aunt gave it to me as a bday present.. And it has been with me since then.. At least for the past 10 years.
That's the nose I chewed when I was younger. Sponge loves it too.
And the whiskers I'd tried to plaid.
We went through alot..
Sometimes he support my back but most of the time, he dried up my tears (until now)...
I hate to look behind him. All those stripes remind me of bee tai mak. (I hate bee tai mak cos they're tasteless).
Cos it got so disgusting, my mum washed it and the eyes tore.
She threw it away once, but I picked it up from the bin.. Yes, the gigantic big bin from those old HDB flats.
It was a quick attempt.
But anyhow, the bin was only shared with 7 others, so it wasn't really that bad to pick something that you "accidentally" threw in the afternoon.
I call this, secure attachment.
