The Harriet Saga Continues....

So, I have some good news to report. No, sadly, poor Harriet has not been returned to us. 

(You can read about what happened here)

We miss her and still have no idea who would've taken her. 

But, it appears as though someone was affected by her tale and left us with a gift:

Yes, this little fella greeted my mom one morning on our front porch.

Isn't he/she (we haven't decided yet) just adorable with all that round, plump perfectness?

It made me grin ear to ear. 

You see, pigs happen to by my favorite animal. In fact, my mom often posts pig pictures to my facebook. So someone obviously knew how much we liked pigs. 

Someone also had to hear about poor Harriet's tale...

Someone also had to know where we live...

Someone was also very, very kind. 

If that someone is reading this, THANK YOU.

No really, thank you. 

You made my heart happy. 

{FYI, we are still in debate over the name of this cute little guy. Please tell me of you have any suggestions!}

The Epic Tale of Harriet the Hippo

I use the word 'epic' loosely. 

"Mom.... I need $40."

"why?" She asked hesitantly. 

"I found this hippo. I have to have it."

"Addison, what on earth?"

"Mom, you don't understand. It's the coolest Hippo you've ever seen!"

and we didn't really understand until a 50lbs hippo was sitting on our front porch.

Yep. A concrete hippo.

 Long story short, my brother, who works at Homegoods, saw this hippo at work and wanted it.

For whatever reason, the boy wanted a hippo.

He purchased it with his discount and excitedly ran home so she could find her new home.

He was so happy to be able to help decorate the patio.


Of course, the natural thing to do is give her a name.

I call her Harriet.

Harriet greets all of our guests.

She's always smiling, always watching

and she is always bringing a smile to anyone who passes by.

Harriet the Hippo.