It was hot in the sunshine and nobody seemed interested in me, which was good because I wanted to go home with Ms. Mary -- we'd already shared a big long hug -- and bad because it is not good to be a stuffed one that nobody wants. Ms. Mary was a little worried that someone would come and carry me off while she was gone. When she saw my bright pink fur from way down the walkway, she made a beeline for me and picked me up and hugged me again.
When I got to the bookshelf, everybody helped me dust myself off and fluff my fur and straighten my bow, so I wouldn't look like a bargain bunny any longer. The bookshelf is a very nice place to be.