A Tale of the Sippy Cup

George and I had a sick day on Friday. Several hours after our late morning walk I realized that the sippy cup of water we'd had with us on the walk had not made it home with us. Boo! This was no ordinary sippy cup. This was an expensive sippy cup; one I didn't want to lose or have to replace. :(

I retraced our walk route, but didn't see the sippy cup along the way.

And then I tried a long shot. Facebook. See, I'm a member of a couple community Facebook groups, and maybe, just maybe they could help the lost sippy cup return home. So I put it out there. ISO a sippy cup lost on our morning walk. "George" written on it in sharpie.

Facebook didn't let me down. A few hours later I got a message that my lost sippy cup was on top of the mailboxes at the end of my street. Hooray!

So George, Razor and I got our shoes on (no so much Razor), went out to the stroller, and went to get the mail. Sure enough, there it was! We visited the neighbor's cat that wasn't out earlier in the day. And when George saw me holding his sippy cup, he asked to have it. Then he ran back to the mailboxes and put the sippy cup in one of the open boxes for packages!

George looking for and calling for the cat, earlier in the day.

I retrieved it, and 3 more times, he tried to put it back into a package box.

I finally figured out what must have happened earlier in the day. I remembered that George had been particularly interested in the open boxes. He must have left his sippy cup in one of them earlier. When the mail man came by (turns out I remember him being there when I retraced my tracks), he  found the sippy cup and put it on top of the mailboxes (because it lacked a full address and proper postage, I'm sure).

Hooray for the lost and found sippy cup.

P.S.- The lost sippy cup has a twin, and it turns out one of these 2 sippy cups was a part of another lost and found sippy cup stories. Lost at Temple Square. Found and picked up at one of the Visitor's Centers a few days later.