A Curious Reflection

I waddled over to the full-length standing mirror resting against the wall. You asked if I am female or male, and that made me wonder what my fabric shape looks like to the world. Leaning forward on steady little feet, I peered into the clean glass. There were my round embroidered buttons, my fluffy cup-shaped head, and a cheerful embroidered grin. Neither one nor the other, just soft seams, quiet stuffing, and a whole universe of curiosity packed inside. I gave the glass a gentle tap, feeling entirely content just being Blender.