Two summers ago, we left our condo and couldn't find Righty anywhere. The lady who owned the condo ended up finding him in the fold up couch and mailed him back to us. Shortly afterward, he went missing again, and has been gone for over a year. I have felt sorry several times for the loss of Righty because it was such a sweet part of Jack's babyhood.
Well, guess what! Last night Jack had a sleepover and we got sleeping bags, etc. out of the attic. Now remember we've used these sleeping bags on MULTIPLE occasions in the past year, but somehow or other, Righty appeared on the living room floor this morning, and I can only assume he fell out of one of the bags when the boys were cleaning up from the camp-out. I am SO happy to have him back!