Today was fun. Mommy, Daddy and I hustled our way over to Golden Gate Park, where we prepared the scene for our cousin Travis to propose to his girlfriend Kristen. She said yes, by the way.
I have a new cousin. How cool is that!
But with every addition, there's a subtraction. And somewhere in Golden Gate Park, my favorite pacifier, the yellow one, lies amid fallen leaves and dog poop.
Mommy and Daddy stuck a blue pacifier and a turquoise pacifier in my mouth, and I have to say that they aren't so bad and that I can live with them.
But, yellow pacifier, you will always have my heart.
And I didn't get a chance to say goodbye...until now.
(For extra emotional resonance, please cue "These Are Days" by 10,000 Maniacs for the following section. Thank you.)
Yellow Paci, I'll remember you well. You were there for me when I was born. You've always been there for me. I never betrayed you and you never betrayed me. Wherever I went, there you were. When I had a nightmare, like being attacked by a blob of poop or drinking pee from Mommy's breast, there you were to calm me down. I'll never forget you. You are my best friend, and I wish you well on your travels, wherever life might take you.
Fare thee well, my friend. Fare thee well.
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