Oh Bother
So one night I was putting Georgia to bed when suddenly, Eeyore flew at me from across the room, smacked into my knee and dropped to the floor. Was it a poltergeist? Is our house haunted? Nah, it was just Olive. Although she did look rather ghostly sitting in a dark corner with her yellow eyes.
It’s worth noting that the Eeyore doll she chucked at me is actually a little bit bigger than her, so it was a pretty impressive feat of strength on her part. She must have gotten really tired of his poor attitude.
Such a cute story and wonderful graphics.
Poor Eeyore ; just one sad moment after another.
The guy really can’t catch a break.
Hey, Matt! I’ve been absent for a while, so belatedly congratulations on the new soon-to-be human person. I’ve missed being around - love Hazel and Olive. Chipper says ‘hey’ as well.
Thanks a lot! Glad to have you back!