So. Everyone familiar with Scrat from Ice Age? You know, that funny little squirrel who goes through much tribulation to stay with his beloved acorn?
Anyways. Gladys has her favorite toy. Her kong. It’s the only toy she ever really got attached to and the only toy that we sorta play fetch with. As in, I sit on her bed with her, throw her kong into the kitchen, she flies madly around and leaps back into her bed. Repeat process.
Well. Her kongs been missing for several days now. And I thought for sure it was somewhere in the back.
And it was. I just found it today.
Not that it did me (or Gladys) much good.
No kong today.
(I don’t know how thick the ice is and I really have no intention of finding out. No Scrat catastrophes happening here.)
Kong will be gone for quite some time.