I've mentioned my best friend Samantha on the blog before.
We've met when we were 12, and have been stuck together ever since.
Recently, her husband started traveling for work. On one of his first nights away, she posted that she was going to "smuggle her turtle" at bedtime. No it's not a euphemism... she was talking about a little stuffed turtle to keep her company. Why "smuggling" and not "snuggling" was an answer I never really discovered.. but it's been a running theme whenever her husband travels.
Last week, Dave stayed the night at his Mom's and I was lamenting having to sleep alone.Today, I went to my mail box and found a parcel from Amazon. I hadn't ordered anything - and the box, while large, was suspiciously light.
I got in the house and made the cats wait for dinner while I opened it. Inside was a webkinz... this webkinz
Puzzled, I dug around in the box and found a note card. I opened it up and it said "Now you have your own turtle to smuggle"
That's the true definition of friendship right there.