Okay, so when Andrew and I were in Big Bear and got to the bed in breakfast that the wedding was held at, we were given a tour of everyone's rooms. We were excited over finally having a full-sized bed to sleep in that we wouldn't roll out of, and that the door had a lock on it.

Anyway, a cute little touch that each room had was a little stuffed animal propped up on the little book that people could write about their time at the B&B. On our bed was this adorable little stuffed fox. Now Andrew and I have this old inside joke regarding a fox, and for sake of brevity (and the fact that most people won't get it), I'll leave it out. But we couldn't get over the fact that of all of the animals to pick, we got a fox.

We nicknamed him Champ (another joke relating to Champagne, of which copious amounts were served at the wedding), and we quickly grew attached to him. He was the perfect snuggling size, and I wanted more than anything to just take him home with me. Plus, he had a little hole in his stomach where we discovered that he was also an adorable puppet. He would have been a great memory of the trip. But sadly, we had to part with Champ with nothing but a photograph of each of us holding him. -sad-

So, I get to Andrew's yesterday, and he says, "Oh, someone's been missing you!" He put his hands under the covers for a minute, and pulled out Champ! "Apparently, they sell these guys online," he said with a smug look on his face.

I was completely blown away. No one has ever done something like that for me, and that is by far one of the sweetest thing someone has done for me. He said that he ordered him last week, and he hadn't come in until this Tuesday, so he'd had to wait that entire time.

Amazing. Just had to share that little story with you.