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Pillow Boys · Simba's side

The “real”
Pillow Boy.

MY side of the story.

Simba with his mouth open beside the pink ottoman, looking ready to make his case
Simba would like a word.

I was disappointed to learn that my brother Tiger had claimed to be the Pillow Boy! The truth is, I was, I am, and I will always be the PILLOW BOY!

Bedtime is one of my favorite times of the day because I get to rest on Mom's pillow. Mama loves my company. She calls me every night after her shower:

“Simba, Simbaba, Simba Wang, bedtime!”— Mama

My bedtime. My watch.

Sometimes I don't go right away because it isn't my bedtime yet. The thing is, I usually don't go right away because I slept all day while Mama was at work. However, I usually go up to her bed after she falls asleep.

I am guarding her every day. I am protecting her from enemies, insects, and squirrels. The world is full of danger, and I need to protect Mama. I gently put my paws on Mama every night and check her breathing to make sure that she is okay.

Tiger got jealous and started coming to our pillow. However, I bit him and showed him who's the real Pillow Boy!

I was, I am, and I will always be the PILLOW BOY!

Pillow Boys · The other side

Tiger has a different version.

Half a pillow, a patient approach, and a claim of his own.

Read Tiger's side