Basil || Nanaimo

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His whiskers were crooked so I gave him a home. I can’t stand the thought that little toy critters may never find a home because there’s something wrong with them. What if they’re missing an eye and no one will buy them? If it weren’t for my friend, Zea, I would think I was the only person like this. She does it too.

I blame the Velveteen Rabbit.

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