totoro

I wish I could find where to get these guys, friends. Sadly they simply live adorably in this photo for us to enjoy and yearn for. Such is life.

Can we ever get enough Totoro? No, no we can't.

Totoro is pretty much the nicest, most helpful neighbor you could have.

Every note you write or letter you send can have that little Totoro touch.

Shhhhhh... Totoro is sleeping and though he is sweet and adorable when awake, he is even cuter when taking a trip to slumberland. D'awwww. So precious.

Such a friendly bun, I can hardly stand to eat him. But I'll try.

I think Totoro would be happy to listen to anything you'd like to play for him. He's laid back like that.

All my zippers need Totoros.

My grandmother used to make excellent shortbread. She'd melt the butter and sugar together using the heat of her bare hands, massaging it between her fingers until it all melded together uniformly. They were so buttery and tender and delicious. They would have been perfectly worthy of becoming little Totoros.

Does Totoro melt in the rain? Either way, I'm glad he has his leaf with him to stay dry.

He beckons you closer, you cannot resist. He encases you in his soft embrace and you sleep soundly.

He'll look after your things and keep them safe. Promise.

Totoro, Totoro Fits 'round my cup just so.

Totoro, you can tote my belongings anywhere!

Baby, make room! I'm about to snuggle all up in that there Totoro.