Flois

Tukes has a way of putting things in the most random places...

Take Flois, for instance, the beanie kitty that he abducted adopted from the church nursery last year. Named after Lois, his favorite neighborhood cat, Flois has been dearly loved by Tukes from the very beginning. Thankfully, she has always gotten along quite nicely with Bear and Ducky.

Just before Christmas, Flois went missing. I looked everywhere; I questioned Tukes, but she was nowhere to be found. I hoped that, perhaps, she would show up eventually.

Earlier this week, while I was searching high and low for my keys {Tukes got his hands on them} I found Flois.

She was trapped, albeit quite snugly and happily, inside the the chartreuse Russel Wright teapot. I should not have been surprised... after all, members of the tiny nativity were found hiding there in early December.

Tukes was thrilled. "I wuv Flois," he told me before settling down to feed her a hearty lunch of "chicks kicks" {Cracker Jacks}, alphabet soup, and chocolate soup, all carefully served from my old, metal Cracker Jack lunch box and thermos. The delicious lunch was purchased at Ikea, or so he told me.

Flois is home. Tukes is happy. And, yes, I found my keys.