The Birth Story of Beeko
I found a fat little raccoon stuffed animal today and I bought him and his name is Beeko. He is the son of Meeko, the huge stuffed Meeko raccoon I got in 1995 on my 13th birthday. He’s 23 years old and damn he’s seen some shit. I’m 35 and I still sleep with him sometimes. Honestly if I wasn’t married I would have my entire bed filled with all my stuffed animals but SOMEONE thinks it’s “weird”.
Anyway he and Beeko have a strained relationship because Meeko let him sit in a Walmart for years but what Beeko doesn’t know is that Meeko only recently discovered he even had a son and he begged us to adopt him as soon as he found out. But he won’t tell Beeko that because he doesn’t want Beeko to villainize his mother. But now Beeko has some behavioral issues and a sassy mouth. Meeko has a lot of work to do to make up for lost time.
