… that answers to the name “Wuffy.”
First let me start by saying: We don’t have any “real” pets. The B Man would LOVE to have a pet. In the past he has mentioned anything from a mouse to a guinea pig to a dog. He wants one – any”one.”. But me and the hubs’ mantra: No dog (we are dog people) until we are done with diapers.
So instead of “real” dogs The B Man currently has a VAST collection of stuffed “puppies.” His favorite is usually whichever one was most recently given to him.
And on Christmas morning he was delighted to see a new puppy that Santa had put in his stocking. Even after ALL the present unwrapping was done and Santa gifts exposed (including a large Little Tykes kitchen) what remained his FAVORITE gift from Christmas? The new puppy that he decided to name “Wuffy.”
So fast forward to New Year’s Eve morning when Wuffy came along on our breakfast and zoo excursion, nestled sweetly in the car seat beside The B Man. Against our better judgement we let The B Man bring him into the restaurant. And well as most of you can probably guess where this is going… he didn’t make it back out to the car with us.
As we vacated our booth in the restaurant, The B Man was somewhat distracted by the fact that we had mentioned going to the zoo and so were Tim and I as we gathered the diaper bag and our other belongings. Wuffy, well he stayed quiet and was left somewhere around where we dined.
This fact was not discovered until we made our way back to the car after a wonderful trip to the zoo. The B Man asked me, “Mommy, do you think Wuffy is in the car?” I think at that point he had an idea that he had left him behind. And soon, so did I.
After realizing that he was probably left at the restaurant (and LOTS & LOTS of tears), we made TWO trips back and Tim talked to all hostesses, waitresses and bus boys to no avail. All we can figure is that someone who dined after us helped themselves to The B Man’s puppy. And that’s the part that breaks my heart. I mean really. Don’t you know some kid is probably missing that stuffed animal and that you should turn it in? Come on People!
So here’s your public service announcement for today. If you find a stuffed animal that a child has lost somewhere in a public place, please take it to the front desk or lost and found or something. Cause you know what? My kid really misses his Wuffy right now…
Awww, I’m so sorry, that stinks!!
Return Wuffy to that poor, adorable child people!!! His mommy won’t let him have a real dog, so that’s all he has to play with right now!!!
Oh man, who would take it? That’s wrong on so many levels! I hope Ben gets over the loss of Wuffy:)
Happy Bday to your Dad!
OH, the horror. Poor little guy. Is there a possibility Wuffy could be replaced on Epiphany? Mine gets his final present that day…
That makes me wanna cry! Give Wuffy back, you moron who took him!
So sad for the little guy. I like the Epiphany idea mentioned in the comments. We have the same pet policy. And once we reach that milestone, I’ll probably think of another stalling tactic. I’m not big on pets.
That is heartbreaking! And you know for the next people to have taken it, they would of had kids themselves and SHOULD OF known how that would break the original child owners heart…so sad!
As a mom to two boys who ADORE their Lovey and Pup-Pup…..my heart is breaking right now!!
Fingers crossed that Wuffy comes home soon!!!!
awww that is soooo sad!!! Poor Wuffy
Poor Wuffy–I have had this happen.
Maybe they’ll find it during clean up tonight?
You know, sometimes I just can’t stand some of the people out there in the world. Gah!
I’m so sorry for his loss! Wuffy is so cute in that picture. We’ve gone through similar moments – when I’ve had a lapse of judgment. Luckily we were able to rectify the situation.
I just can’t imagine why someone would do anything other than try to return a stuffed animal. I mean it was clearly there because some child really loved it.
Sounds like it is time for Wuffy 2.
so sad. AND if you do find it and your with your own child. WHAT better example than to turn it and use it as a teaching moment.
ugh – been there done that. i remember going to a mothers’ group and we hired the rooms and ‘blankey’ got left then locked up. WHAT A DRAMA – hope u find it!
I second that PSA! It’s been months now since the original TedBear was lost, but I still miss him!! I’ll keep my fingers crossed that he’ll turn up yet…At least he’s still new enough that a replacement should be accepted readily enough??
Awww, poor kid! I sure hope someone finds his wuffy soon.
Poor little guy. Any chance there are other Wuffys out there and by chance you could get a call that someone has “found” him?
Aw….that is so sad!!
I was certain you had a pair of Golden Retrievers that could count and volunteered their time at the local children’s hospital
Wuffy bandit, you’re a big meanie head!
awwww…hope you find him or are able to find a twin somewhere!!
How awful that somebody did that!
You never know – maybe he’ll turn up. Or his clone will *nudge nudge* …
You know, I once left a cherished stuffed animal at a rental house hundreds of miles away and the people actually mailed it back to me? If I had seen them in person, I would have turned my kid adoring eyes on them to the MAX!