Preferably dead. Alive would be weird.
At some point over the course of Thanksgiving and its aftermath, we lost a dear friend of ours. He always enjoyed biting things, preferable hot pots, pans and occasionally tiny human noses/ faces. He may have been accidentally thown away, perhaps he got chopped up and served with the Big Ass Turkey, or maybe the South Park Gnomes thought he was a pair of underpants. He was Finn’s favorite toy. He lived on the stove handle. Doggie Potholder.
If you know of his whereabouts please get him back to us. No questions asked. We just want him back. Here is a non-artist’s rendering of Doggie Potholder: