Toast the teddy bear comes with me everywhere and helps me with everything I do. I need Toast and I’m deeply upset if I get separated from him. Consequently, last night was a major trauma.
Toast was helping me make a beef stew and quite by accident he managed to get hot beef dripping on him. Having a fatty, stinky teddy bear is not good for soothing purposes so he had to have a bath.
Sadly, my washing machine is differently capable and even though I put him in to wash and dry in the early afternoon, he was not clean and dry until the following morning. It was an incredibly difficult night – backup bears are not the same as Toast.
Purely for your edification, I’ll show you the effects of Toast’s bath. Here he is pre-wash:
And here he is after his little spin:
As you can see, he is considerably less grubby. He is also quite a lot fatter, which is a bit odd. The best thing is he is now super soft and cuddly and doesn’t have a smell of rendered beef carcasses.
Welcome back Toast, you were much missed!