The human found my last blog post and I had a little talking to (oh, and Cindi, she took away my letter opener). Well, as you can see, she redressed me appropriately and we are on talking terms again (see the grin on my face? Wonder why? Look where she holds me! It's very soft.)
She has promised that whenever she is thinking of it, she will tell me all her concerns and worries and I will be her listener. She said she trusts me because I won't tell anyone (hee hee). So, I am in an important place in her life again and, hell, a pretty good place in her arms when she decides to hold me... What more could a doll ask?