But you may notice, that Pinky is having some struggles.
First Zoe picked Pinky's nose a bit too vigorously.
Then Zoe decided to share her oily lip balm with Pinky.
Finally, as Zoe helped Pinky into her jammies, Pinky's arm was brutally ripped from her body.
To make matters worse, Pinky was then hidden away in a dark corner under the bed. Yes, Zoe was trying to hide her crime.
So, yesterday, Pinky's arm was reattached.
Pinky got a new nose.
And after some on-line research about removing oil from cotton, a very informative site called How To Get Rid of Things was found.
Not only can one learn how to get rid of oil stains there (regular 'ole dish soap does the trick), but also how to get rid of back hair and zombies. Apparently we'll need to invest in a tiger pit and wood chipper if the Zombie Apocalypse occurs. Except I wonder if there would be a run on those? Maybe those are things one needs to purchase now? Hmmm, much to ponder.
Pinky's face was then scrubbed with (pink...ha!) dish soap and she now has an oil free smile.
Pinky! You look as good as*new!
And Zoe has plans to take extra-special care of her.
Next thing we'll need to work on is some new clothes for Pinky. She used to have quite the wardrobe...skirt, shirt, dress and coat. But, sadly, most of those are lost. Poor thing has to go out in public in her jammies. So so sad.
*Well, almost. Pinky's forehead has a permanent yellowish hue from face oils left behind by her owner during night-time snuggling.