During my stroll, I spotted a stuffed panda. An adorable creature whose eyes met mine. The second we saw each other, we bonded. I knew that guy was coming home with me. And he did. His name is Pandy.
Pandy and I live together. He's quiet and easy to get along with. He eats bamboo and watches The Animal Planet.
Recently, when I was wearing my colorful butterfly wings, Pandy confided that he's always felt more colorful on the inside than he looks on the outside. He said his black-and-white exterior doesn't match his techno-color heart. I'm no stranger to that concept and quickly realized Pandy wanted to wear my wings. It was important to grant his wish so I did.
Here he is, in all his glory. Doesn't Pandy look grand?