I remember the first day Ruby held me in her little arms. I was a gift for her very first Christmas. She named me Teddy. I spent seemingly every moment with her.
We went to friends houses together, the park, and even quick little trips to the store. She lost me once and I had to spend a whole night in the garage behind her tricycle. It was so scary. I missed her so much. Because of the hugs and kisses I got from her when she found me in the morning, I could tell she had been scared and missed me too.
I often remember Mommy having to get the dirt off my fuzzy little body from days spent in the yard where Ruby and I fought crime against the bad guys in the land of princesses and castles. She told me everything, and I always listened.
Ruby and I were best friends.
