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Oooooo .... I like that one.
When I was very young ... still in my crib, so I was probably a little over one year old (and yes ... I do remember quite well back that far ...), I was in my crib and supposed to be asleep.
My mom had left the bedroom door open and the hall light on (because my bedroom had no windows, so with the door closed it was as dark as it could possibly be -- and no, it's not that odd ... they had built on to the house in such a way that my room was totally enclosed by the rest of the house).
I had my favorite teddy bear in bed with me and was hanging on to him, but I guess one of his legs was poking out of the slats of my crib. I didn't see our cat (Jackie) come into my room, but she apparently did and decided that my teddy was the very toy she was looking to play with.
She grabbed on to one of teddy's legs and began to pull. I pulled back, and back so hard that I pulled Jackie's eyes up to the level of mine. However, because the door (and the light) were behind me, all I could see were these huge glowing eyes.
Nothing like being safe in your crib and then the next thing you know, the minions of hell are trying to steal your teddy bear.
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