Meet Llewellyn. He's a little red dragon, about the length of my forearm. He was a birthday present a few years ago, and since then has been my constant companion as I travel back and forth between school, home and a multitude of other very strange places.
Who needs a teddy bear? I have a dragon!
For reasons unbeknown to me, one of Llewellyn's eyebrows fell off about a week ago. Don't ask me how that happened - though I blame the vicious cuddling I must have been giving him the night before.
Llewellyn is a somewhat elusive creature during the day, but if you decide you want to look for him, then he can usually be found hibernating beneath the gorgeously warm duvet that I have reluctantly vacated at some ungodly hour of the morning.
Or, alternately, you might find him here...
What about you, dear readers? What manner of critters like to invade the warm spots you leave when you are forced from your warm Elysium of comfort each morning? Or do they have other favourite haunts around your house / flat / room / spaceship? Tell away!