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The Missing Friend
It is one of the rules of the universe that the moment you are most likely to screw up, you will be called upon to get it together.
In my post-partum haze -- I know, I know, I'm still under it. I don't know how long it will last or how long I'll be talking about it. Is 10 years isn't too long, I expect.
Anyway, the Felix has a stuffed animal friend to whom he is particularly attached. Actually he has a huge gathering of them. There's Mr. Mouse and Robie (a bear who wears a bathrobe) and Fur (the guinea pig hand puppet), Giraffe, New Doggie (a.k.a Blue Doggie) and the Dinosaur Crocodile (no one knows what it is but it has a bellybutton which complicates matters). There are also the nameless "other doggies" and a small dog called This Guy, but the best of all friends is Black White Doggie, who is white and tan and gray.
For weeks, especially in the wake of new sibling jealousy insecurity and regression I have been thinking we should invest in a second Black White Doggie. (There have been bits of odd behavior including overheard statements like: "Mommy, I'm not going to draw on Sherry now." Sherry is the terrier and while he is brindle and won't show stains the way he would if he were a Westie or a white Bull Terrier, he would also not appreciate being a toddler's easel.) Also for weeks I have forgotten to track one down. And so the inevitable has happened. Black White Doggie has decided to go into hiding.
Things have been vanishing all over the place lately. My husband's keys went missing and have not been seen in at least 4 weeks. Felix had a necklace he loved that also seems to have gone into the void (which is fine since there were so many rules about places he couldn't wear it: to bed, at "gym" class, in the playground...) I have misplaced a couple of "important" notebooks and some bits of clothing have also gone AWOL.
I can work around everything but Black White Doggie and even though I ordered a new one which should show up soon it won't be so well worn or loved and really, what are the chances that Felix won't notice his friend isn't hanging around before UPS graces my door in a few days?
How this happened, I don't know. I won't let any of his animal friends out of the house because I dread this possibility.
Maybe the terrier can help. There is a chance that Black White Doggie had an encounter with some yogurt a couple of mornings ago. If that is the case, he will surely be found. The only fear is that the terrier, acting like one of those truffle pigs when he finds the succulent mushroom, will eat Black White Doggie.
An era of vigilance begins.
posted by Elise at 10:35 AM
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