I love Wishes to pieces, but yesterday she
was going on about my blanket and how
sometimes it smells bad. I told her she smelt of moldy old flowers and she should get some new ones.
I love my blanket it's been in my family for years
and years. It's a Navajo blanket from America, that's where the Appaloosa horses came from, you know.
It may be a bit old but I love it and that's what's important. I feel lost without it it makes me feel braver when I've got it on that's why I don't like it when they take it away to wash and don't tell me.
Pebbles told us both to stop being silly, we both smelt bad and we all laughed so much we forgot we'd fallen out. Ha ha xx
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