The bus company

 Papa showed me the letter he received from the bus company about Hibou. It said that they immediately checked their records but found no record of him being handed in. Boo! I hope whoever picked him up is treating him well.

I miss you, Hibou

I'm so sad... I was looking in my box of treasure yesterday. I was very upset when I saw my photograph of Hibou again. I miss him so much. It's been a while, but it still hurts. When Papa came to get me up this morning, I was crying for him. I told Papa I wanted us to go look for him at the bus depot.

Papa promised to write a letter to the bus company.

Calamity

Hibou is gone. I am very sad, because I love him. He's not actually an hibou ("owl" in French). Since I was very little, Papa has always sung the "Hibou-Cuckoo song" to me, using my toy giraffe as a prop, so I have always called him 'Hibou'.

On my way to Kids' Gallery this morning, I put him in the seat next to me, and forgot him when we got off the bus. I was thinking about him all through the class. I cried so much after losing him, and Lorielyn bought me two cars and a soft hippo to make me feel better. I sometimes want to take my friends when going out. Today Doggie and Mr Tiger went out with me out in my bag. I now wish I kept Hibou in my bag.

me and Hibou with my family, in happier times

Papa said he put out an APB on Hibou - he phoned up the bus company many times, but nobody had handed him in. Papa said he hoped I learned my lesson. Goodbye Hibou :.....-0