This is a picture of my blanket. Some people might think "what the", but I don't care. This blanket was a kit I bought a few years ago and put together. Nothing fancy or expensive, just a fleece blanket. This blanket sits on the back of the couch behind me for whenever I need it. Usually I just use it if I get chilled. It is my favorite. Over time it has become a bit more the more worn and used it gets. It is stability (always on the couch) warmth (from whatever makes me cold) soft (for when I need comfort). This blanket has become the sick and sad blanket to. Anytime I don't feel well I cover up with my blanket. The blanket has gone to the ER several times with me when I've had kidney stones. It is always cold in the ER. The blanket went to the ER with my son when he was dehydrated. The kids know this is my blanket and they use it every chance they can when I am not using it. So needless to say this blanket is kind of important to me. Some of you may look and say what is up with the bottom? It looks like there is a piece missing? You are right. That piece was removed this morning. I needed something warm soft and very special. I needed it for my rat Ophelia. Ophelia had been looking like she did not feel well the past few days. This morning I was holding her in my lap and with my daughters help given Ophelia some medicine to make her better. Well I guess Ophelia was sicker than we knew. Ophelia died this morning right in my lap while I was holding her. The piece of blanket was taken off for her. To some people she may have been just a rat, but to us she was one of our little furbabies. I could not just put her in any old fabric scrap. I gave her a piece of my blanket. So now my blanket looks like my heart, with a piece missing. We all loved Ophelia and will miss her so much. Here is the last picture of her I have. It was taken last night as she sat on my blanket looking out the window.