After an outstanding career as Finn’s trusty companion, good ol’ Sarge has vanished. A valiant effort was put forth. We searched high. We searched low. Under couches and in between cushions. Under beds and between mattresses. Many boxes out in the garage were gutted. Toy bins were upturned and shoes were shaken. Not a day has gone by that other possible scenarios for the disappearance have been discussed. I hope he is not in a bad place. Maybe we will see him again.

Seriously folks, Finn has been on an obsessive hunt for a week now. Not a day has gone by that Sarge isn’t mentioned. It is beginning to make my blood pressure rise just a bit. I really assumed that the whole thing would be forgotten by now. At this point, I’d just go out and buy another except for the fact that they are stupid expensive for a dinky toy. I have tried so many different things to get his little head to move on to another obsession. I just CAN’T take it anymore. In the meantime, I'll tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree.

So long Sarge, until we meet again. Apparently, we will never cease to look for you.