I was so happy when we found him, he was tucked between the dryer and the wall in the laundry room. Brady and Anne had played house in there and left him. New Monkey came a few days after Monkey was found but looked nothing like Monkey. New Monkey hadn't ever swam in the washer, his head didn't flop over to one side and his softer brown fabric wasn't worn just right. Anne gave him to Brady. When we found Monkey she was sooo happy.
After we found Monkey, she ate supper and then fell asleep on the couch with Monkey clutched in her arms. It suddenly all made sense. I love this girl and her Monkey so much, he can't ever leave us.