Yes, I sometimes carry (a) stuffed animal(s) around with me. And yes I've bought a tailor made suit for my ex's favourite bear, Billy.
Is it crazy? No, it's cute.
The animals represent alter egos, and come in handy for can pose on my behalf in front of memorable scenes and landmarks. They make wonderful travelling companions, and attract attention and compliments from strangers because of their good nature and the eternal smile on their faces. I'm not ashamed of my furry friends. They make me feel warm inside and keep me warm at night when I sleep alone.
Whatever the status and feud (if there is one...) between my ex and I, nothing should come in between my relationship with his favourite bear. My ex gave him to me on several occasions, once even telling me it's a symbol of his "undying care and love".
And I treat Billy well, by giving him the best samplings of local cuisine wherever I go (though being British, he can be a tad picky and sometimes have a smug sense of bear superiority...), and he has been with me to mountains and oceans, accompanied me to glaciers, on luxurious train journeys and even sat with me in Business Class on the plane on several occasions.
The other day I came up with a new idea for his wardrobe. Last time I got him a suit and trousers and a briefcase with his name and "Esq." marked on, to celebrate my ex passing his bar exams. I smiled at the cleverness of the idea that popped into my head. And just now I delivered the bear to "Bear Garden", a shop specialising in making clothes and accessories for bearkind. Yes, decadence...
I should be able to pick Billy up in a few days, and I hope he'll have a wonderful time bonding with friends (I just hope he doesn't get into fights or shun bears because of their colour...)
It'll be a different kind of surprise and treat., for Billy, and in a way, for my ex.
It'll be the talk of town, and... super duper adorable!
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