Topic: My buddy Mister Pounce!
A couple years back, my grandmother gave me a couple of those beanie babies (manufactured by Ty). One was a little cat by the name of Pounce, and the other was a dog (I forget its name). (She also gave me a cute little elephant, which wasn't a beanie baby.)
For the past couple months, I've gotten kind of attached to Pounce the cat! He's sort of become my "backpack buddy." I take him with me wherever I go, and he's a lot of fun to play with. I swear, he's almost like a little puppet without strings! He's got little floppy arms and legs that make him extremely poseable, and you can get quite a convincing illusion of expressiveness whenever you tilt his head from side to side. Plus, whenever I'm rocking out to one of my favorite songs, I make him play air guitar! I like to call him Mister Pounce, but sometimes I call him Cuddles, Kit-Kat, Floppy, Ears, Snookums...
Yeah, it sounds kind of pathetic, but Mister Pounce is actually kind of a good luck charm. He actually chills me out a little, and I feel just a tad less stressed. Yeah, I know that old cliche about putting away childish things once you reach a certain age, but I think you need to stay in touch with that aspect of yourself.
"The more complex the mind, the greater the need for play!" - Capt. James T. Kirk, Star Trek: The Original Series: Shore Leave
P.S. By the way, Mister Pounce's tenth birthday was just this last August 28th, so say "Happy Birthday" to Mister Pounce!