First, I thought that it was time for him to leave the house. What do I do with this old bear? He looked dirty, dull and now he had fractured legs. But if my daughter asked what do I say? Can I say that I threw him because he got old and dirty?. No I can't do that. Why don't I give him a make over? I decided to mend his torn legs.I gave him a tight stitch.He didn't moan or cry. He could bear the pain. He looked perfect after the mending. Only his color was dull and the dirt was visible.
I thought I would give him a wash.The machine was filled with a load of clothes. He had to wait for his turn. He waited on the floor very quietly without running here and there. He was there with his towel, waiting to be washed.
Once the load of clothes were out he went in. He enjoyed his bath all alone inside the machine. He had a bubble bath.He rolled, tumbled upside down, peeped through the machine door with his nose pressed on the glass .... He had a ball inside the machine tub.
After a nice bath I took him out and dried him first with a towel.
Then under the fan,
Pooh felt very fresh and clean. His complexion got brighter and he looked even more beautiful than before. That evening he met his friend Roo and had a chitchat with him in our living room.
Be it our thoughts or our looks whenever they get dirty it is better we wash them off and give them a makeover.