My babies, my children, my Webkinz,
We had a fantastic few years together. I collected you like dogs collected fleas and tax collectors collected, well... taxes. Each and every one of you were special to me.
To my first born, Riley, the White Terrier. You began the obsession, which is something to be proud of. You helped mold me into a skillful Webkinz mother, but also a young girl searching for the diamonds in the Curio Shop Gem Mine of life. To the others that followed in suit of Riles, I love you none the less. I think about you guys often, and to quote Taylor Swift, "This is me swallowing my pride standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night." I guess I just grew up, and with a heavy heart and no other way to put it, I forgot about the wonderful world of Webkinz. I got older and busier and I know it's no excuse because I could have easily put the time I spend on Twitter into Webkinz, but you guys did take a back seat.
I'm sorry for neglecting you, and I'm sorry for letting you down by continuously not winning Kinz Cash on the Wheel of Wow, but dammit, you have to understand that it's a game of CHANCE! And speaking of chances, please give me another one. I know I let you down once, but I promise I won't do it again. Say hello to Ms. Birdy for me. I'll be back soon.