“Did you see my rucksack?” Pomi came running into my workroom.
” Of course I did my little darling.” I reached into one of my drawers. ” You left it on my desk the other day, maybe you could …”
” Oh, excuse me Mr.Pomi! May I ask why you’re in such a hurry and what you need the rucksack for?”
” I have to pack. I am going into hiding.” Pomi sounded nervous.
” Why do you want to go into hiding? And why are you so upset?”
” It’s because of Marius.” Pomi started to cry.
” The Danish giraffe? I don’t understand.”
” We are of no use to anyone. Marius was unsuitable for a breeding program so he had to die.”
” Pomi, stop, please! No one will have you unraveled! I would never allow it. ” But my little crochet doll did not seem to hear me and kept crying. I tried to calm him down but hours later I could still hear his tiny sobs coming from the yarn chest.