I was born on a Saturday around 6pm. I was crafted from Roxie’s dad’s old sock.
My beak and my eyes were drawn on with a fabric sharpie, then the worst part of it was time for surgery. She took off the heel of the sock and sewed it back together. Then to hide the scar she took fuzzy snakeskin fabric and made me a scarf, so sewed it TO ME. It was so painful. Roxie calls me sassy but I think it’s just my personality she doesn’t like.
comment if you like it i am planning on doing a part.2 by Roxie Bilesky