Miss Bjalla

In the next two blogs I would like to introduce you to two of my friends that I love very much and that always bring a smile on my face.
First of all there is Bjalla, the beatle. I found her in my mum's old lab sitting on a shelf, under an increasing layer of dust. I got so excited when I saw her that I started shouting and my mum didn't know what was happening until she followed the fixing of my eyes and saw that I was communicating with Bjalla. She asked me to save her from the lab and be her friend, which I happily did. Once I was at home my mum washed away all the dust and I got to kiss and hug my new friend. Since then we are inseperable. Sometimes she is off to mind her own business, and I play on my own, but then she calls me in our secret language and off I go looking for her. She is very playful, and sometimes she hides under pillows or chairs so that I have to look for her, but then we laugh and hug once I manage to find her. I must hug her at least 20 times a day, normally I just throw myself over Bjalla and squeeze the breath out of her, like you can see on this picture. Then we chat and play until it's time to do something else. Bjalla has also introduced me to the meaning of jealousy, for if I find my mum or dad hugging my friend I go bananas and claim her all to myself! Well, if it wasn't for me, she would be bored to death on that lonely shelf in the lab! My mum bought her years ago but never thought of bringing her home, so I can't see why she should be so good friend with her!