Naive mom, you should have gone to look for him right away, but then that wouldn’t be as exciting as searching for him in the dark. We accidently left “Little Foot” at a motel in Baton Rouge on a cross country road trip one time. Thankfully the motel was very thoughtful and forwarded him to us. A close call! Whew! Little Foot still lives happily at my 32 years old son’s house.
Naive mom, you should have gone to look for him right away, but then that wouldn’t be as exciting as searching for him in the dark. We accidently left “Little Foot” at a motel in Baton Rouge on a cross country road trip one time. Thankfully the motel was very thoughtful and forwarded him to us. A close call! Whew! Little Foot still lives happily at my 32 years old son’s house.