Reunited And It Feels So Good

I haven’t had a chance to update everyone on the riveting case of the lost Dog. Leo’s beloved stuffed dog (who we just recently finally named “Dot”) went missing a few weeks ago). It was sad. Leo loved that thing. He would tuck it under his arm and carry it around, he often slept with it, he liked to try and feed it (I can't tell you how many times I had to throw it in the washing machine after having its nose covered in ketchup). After it went missing, every hour or so Leo would pathetically call out “Dog?” He helped me look for it. We scoured the playroom, opened every drawer in the house (Leo likes to hide things), I turned over couch cushions. Nothing.

And so I figured I would buy Leo a new one (I have no idea where this dog originally came from, in fact I think he swiped it from daycare). I scanned Google images for what felt like hours, trying different combinations, “spotted black dog Gund” (I thought it was made by Gund, turns out it was Ty) and “black and white dalmation stuffed dog.” I don’t recall what combination finally worked but what a thrill when the entire page of Google images brought up this smiling face:

I have to say, I just love the Internet. I mean, really. To think that on Tuesday morning I was on the phone with a sweet little old lady who owns a gift shop in Arlington Texas, who vowed to ship my order that same day when I told her my tale of woe, of my little boy and his lost, beloved Dog. And by Thursday afternoon, there was this:


Don’t mind me as I tell Leo some hair brained story about how Dog had to take a trip (sometimes when I talk to the kids stuff just comes out of my mouth and I don’t know where it came from).

I think he’s fine with this Dog, don't you?