Yes, this Creamy. This Creamy. This Creamy. This Creamy. This Creamy.
Most importantly, this Creamy.
He is a ratty little stuffed dog who no one in the world would love but my heart-broken son.
Henry had him this morning in Charlottetown as he accompanied Erin to a doctor's appointment, and later at the grocery store. Erin went back to check, but couldn't find him.
If you find him, can you please let me know? Henry is destroyed by this.
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Perhaps he has become invisible after all. But I hope he doesn't stay that way for too long.
I'm so glad I read that Creamy has been found. Brings back that sick feeling of losing Blankie.
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