Once I got it home, I repainted it to look more like me and Stuffed, of course. ♥
I don't have many knick knacks, but the few I do have are keepers, and the mantel holds most of them. The miniature Stuffed to the right of this new figure was also from--and painted by--Mom this year. The one to the left of the new figure is a thrift shop salt shaker I repainted years ago.
The new figurine is especially poignant this birthday because Stuffed, in the past few months, suddenly seems older. He rarely jumps up onto his window perch anymore. Instead he stands beside the bathroom radiator that used to serve as his springboard and meows until one of us comes to lift him up. He sleeps more lately, although I never would have guessed that I'd be able to tell the difference and Mike doesn't notice this at all. It is often an awkward claws-out-for-traction struggle for him to jump up on to the bed these days. He seems as happy as ever and still plays with his toys and rolls around with his catnip, but I've sensed a difference these past few months, and my cuddles with this shy little soul have felt bittersweet lately.
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