I was startled by this little guy when I got into my truck to leave from work the other day. I only had to drive about 5 miles away. I drove carefully and kept an eye on him so he would not blow off on the trip. With his perpetual smile, I could hardly hurt him on purpose. I’m not that heartless! When we both safety arrived at my destination, I then began to worry if he had been separated from all his family and friends. Yes, sometimes I revert back to an eight year old emotionally–or is that my true state? At least I don’t still talk to stuffed animals–much.