The Cozy Plush is vaguely reminiscent of a Christmas present someone in my family got for my beloved Grams one year. She was a tiny woman and always cold...like wore a sweatshirt in the summer. Anyway, someone got her a pair of microwave slippers. Same concept as the cow, microwave and they stay warm for hours. Grams was not one to be overly excited (unless there was talk of an imminent card game), but she went gaga over the slippers. She was so excited! So, being the doting granddaughter that I was, I offered to microwave them for her so that she didn't have to get up. A few minutes later, during the hubbub of the post present exchange extravaganza, the family hears a loud explosion. Coming from the microwave. That had previously contained Grams' highly anticipated new slippers. What can I say? I was young and did not yet fully appreciate the power of the micro waves. And also, maybe I was operating under the concept of "more is better"--which we all know to be erred reasoning.
Moral of the story: treat your Cozy Plush with care.