Just got back home from grandma's for thanksgiving, and when I went to my room, everything was moved. My dresser was empty of all my clothes which were now in cardboard boxes on shelves that used to have stuff but didn't anymore, my dresser was moved in the middle of the walkway, tv in my closet, etc. etc. etc. My mom found a bag with a sippycup she's seen once before, wipes, powder and a single goodnite. She knows I'm a babyfur, but has never seen any of my padding before. That's fine, couldn't care less.
However, after going through my entire room and putting everything back (which took two and a half hours ) then going through my room three or four more times, then the entire house four or five times, I can't find my little white tiger Jason anywhere. She said she washed him, but she normally sets him on my pillows afterwards. The worst part is that I want to look harder but I'm making myself feel sick doing it.
Not really sure what my question was. This is just really sudden and I wanted to vent. Hope I can find him soon. My grandma gave him to me when I was seven.
However, after going through my entire room and putting everything back (which took two and a half hours ) then going through my room three or four more times, then the entire house four or five times, I can't find my little white tiger Jason anywhere. She said she washed him, but she normally sets him on my pillows afterwards. The worst part is that I want to look harder but I'm making myself feel sick doing it.
Not really sure what my question was. This is just really sudden and I wanted to vent. Hope I can find him soon. My grandma gave him to me when I was seven.