Blanket

The day was the same as any other. Every day I walk to the pharmacy which is right at the next corner near our home.
It was darn cold. In stead of buying a real blanket I bought two throws. One was gray, the other was a black and white zebra.
I made my bed with these throws.
Mr baby came into my room, "those are some nice covers you got there grandma."
Yes, I agreed
About a week later, my zebra cover was gone, and in the loving hands of my grandson. He called the blanket 'blanket'.
Blanket now talks and he is my grandsons best friend.
He talks to blanket and blanket talked to him.
Blanket has since been washed and dried several times.
I am happy,it makes my grandson happy.
Gee, I really loved blanket.