Today something horrible happened at my house. My mom was vacuuming when I looked over and saw a tear towel (aka kleenex) being sucked up inside! It was the scariest thing I had ever witnessed. Tear towels are my security blankets. Whenever I am sad and big tears are rolling down my face, a tear towel dries my tears and makes me feel better instantly. To see it getting sucked inside that demon vacuum was more than I could handle. Mommy's hugs could not console me. She tried to explain to me that the tear towel was supposed to go in the vacuum. She put some smelly stuff on it and it was making the vacuum smell nice instead of like dog hair and ladybugs. But I couldn't accept that this horrific deed was intentional. I wanted her to get the tear towel out. She said it would make a big mess if she opened up the vacuum and then she'd just need to vacuum again, but I didn't care about a mess. There was a tear towel that now needed MY help! I was not going to rest until it was saved. The new one Mommy got from the box was no replacement for the one stuck in the vacuum. Finally I convinced Mommy to attempt a rescue. Luckily the tear towel didn't get sucked all the way in. It was caught on the brushes! It was safe! I used it to dry my tears and set it in a place of honor in our home, right next to the cross of Jesus!
Editor's note: Luckily kleenexes all look alike. I'm a more skillful magician than I realized. It helps when the audience's eyes are blurred with tears.