Bear is a big lad now, and nearly nine. He still sleeps with his soft toy rat, Remy from the film Ratatouille. Tonight he couldn't find it. It was tense. I turned the house upside down, lifted things, moved things and prayed that it hadn't found its way into the rubbish that had been collected this morning.
We found it.
Despite my best efforts I have never found another one like it. Uncle bought it when bear was about two and it cost an arm and a leg. It was worth it. I melted the beads in the paws when I tumbled dried it on holiday, and it is looking saggy but it is holding together and while it currently needs a wash, it isn't in bad shape. I can't replace it.
I am really glad we found it.
There was a major thunderstorm here yesterday, a real downpour. I hope we don't get too many of those, but at least I don't have to water the garden as I still haven't got another rose for the watering can.
Just popped in from Blondie Blue Eyes' blog and suggest you look on eBay as there are some new Remy Rats on the US site. Perhaps they're available on the UK site, too. They still cost a lot on Amazon.
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So glad you found it! Childhood favorites have a special place in our hearts, don't they. :)
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