R.I.P. Teddy...

Teddy is gone, officially, and the search party has been called off. Despite our best efforts of locating him...(her?) it, there is nothing more we can do. Well, almost nothing.

Bridget was pretty torn up for a few days after our trip to the North Woods of Wisconsin. Somewhere between our stay at the incomperable... Amazing...so-so...flea-bag motel "The Camelot", and my nephews wedding in Ladysmith, Teddy disappeared. We checked everywhere, even going so far as to double check the restaurants and rest-stops we hit along the way.
Nada.
So, Teddy is gone, but not forgotten. Seeing as how I was in the middle of re-creating Bridget's room from Maple street, I thought it would be a nice touch to add him-her-it to the decor.

Teddy now lives on in memory only, but Bridget approved, and shows everyone who visits her room. Bonus: She's sucking her thumb less. Thanks Teddy, for everything.