Today, I am posting for the usual reason I post on 26 December.
When I was 8 years old, I came downstairs on the day after Christmas to find a tiny, adorable baby seahorse curled up asleep on the living room couch. She had come in the mail that morning; I still remember her bright pink box with the irresistible tag, Squeeze me! I squee!. (The box
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