The Rosetta Stone

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3 come to mind for me.

When my dad was stationed in Antigua...I think I was about 3 at the time...our neighbor lady, Trudy, made an adorable little patchwork dragon for my mom. I was hooked on it almost immediately, playing with it constantly and going to sleep clutching it tight every night. Eventually, though, the poor thing just got too worn out to hold itself together, and I had to say goodbye to my most cherished childhood possession.

Flash forward about 15 years to a Denny's in DC. After paying for my meal, I decided to try my luck with the claw machine by the entrance. After 3 failed attempts, my last chance paid off, grabbing a rather silly looking yellow frog with black rings & dots all over him. I thought it was rather adorable and decided to keep it, simply calling it "Frog."

A few months later, at Katsucon, a DC-area anime convention, I picked up a plushie of Kirara, the two-tailed firecat from Inuyasha.

The two have been with me ever since, sitting in various places of honor about my rooms, with Kirara serving as my official con-badge holder and Frog...well, just continuing to look rather silly and make me wonder why I like him so darned much.