My beloved Piggy that I blogged about a few days ago is missing. Seriously, missing.
I don't know how I can know where he is before I leave the house and come back to find him gone.
If someone is playing a joke on me, this is NOT FUNNY.
I am devastated, and that's no exaggeration. If you lost the most precious piece of your childhood you would be devastated, too.
I do not feel foolish for saying this: Dear God, Please, please, please let me find him.
- a distraught working girl