For some it’s a blanket. For others it’s a special toy or an imaginary friend. For me it was Garfield. He kept the monsters away, was a source of companionship, and gave me a sense of security. He was my constant companion and I couldn’t imagine trying to make it through the night with out him. As a result, he suffered. He became filthy, his hair started to come out, his stripes faded making him look dirtier than he was,and he lost most of his left eye (this was a result of me chewing on it…I don’t know why). What looks like dirt on his left leg was where he underwent surgery and had to have it sewn back on after it was partially ripped off. I found him buried in a bin in my closet, smashed underneath a collection of junk that hasn’t seen the light of day since elementry. After all he did for me this is how I reapaid him. Sorry Garfield…and for the eye too!