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Dear Pink, Fuzzy Pig Slippers,
I love you. I think you know this, but I want to take the time to thank you for being in my life, for filling an emptiness I always new I had. You warm my feet and my heart.
I have always loved you. Since the moment I unwrapped you on Christmas morning and stuffed my cold piggies into your squishy, cushioned goodness I knew we would spend the rest of our days together (at least until I wore a hole through the heels).
You are the first face I see in the morning and the last one I see before I climb into bed. You protect me, warm me, soften the grenades that life lobs at me. You don't make snarky comments when I stay in my pajama pants all day, forget to brush my teeth and have hair sticking up in 1743 different directions. You are always up for a road trip and never utter a word of complaint about those germapalooza hotel floors. We have enjoyed many a pajama day at school and you smile modestly as both big and little people swoon over you. You are always there for me and my piggies.
Thank you for being a friend. I love you to the pig sty and back!