Great Southern Land
June 16th 2015 Way back as a toddler one of my earliest memories is of a constant companion of my sister who went by the curious name of Coochie. He was frequently to be found on her lap, or when she wasn’t around contentedly chilling on her bed, but I never really got to know him that well as, in common with most stuffed toys I’ve met over the years, he really didn’t have much to say for himself.
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