is for Walter Wombat. I know that it kind of weird so let me explain. I first heard of wombat’s from my husband who decided to nickname me: his wombat princess after seeing a picture and deciding that they were cute. I told him that if you’re going to call me that then you need to get me a wombat. That is how I got Walter Wombat.
In August 2008 I had a ruptured aneurysm in my brain and for some reason Walter Wombat gave me comfort. He would sit at the end of my bed in ICU and . I would get the same question: what is that? I would say a wombat and explain how my hubby got him for me. I can remember being agitated and then being handed Walter Wombat and instantly calming down. Now Walter Wombat has a place of honor in my family room.