My fluffy gorilla hangs over the mirror in my mom's room. He's black with brown feet, hands, and face. He has tiny black eyes and a tiny black nose. When he moves, he uses his arms like crutches to get around. He has a quiet laugh when he's happy. When he wants to play he beats his chest. He screams loudly when he's in danger and can't get out. He grunts when he wants food. He moans when he's tired. My gorilla is like family to me.
5 comments:
This is funny. Will you show me THE gorilla the next time I am there? I want to meet him.
Right on Rinna!! You are getting to be a celebrity in the blog world. Keep it up.
yes i will show you the gorilla next time you come over
ok - I'm looking forward to that.
Pat's right, that is a funny story. But i totally relate to stuffed animals that feel like family! ;)
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