Left behind

Yesterday we emptied the room at Castillo Real and check it TWICE. But when we unpacked our tech stuff at the Hilton Vacation Club I was missing the charger for my cell phone. I reckoned I had left it plugged in to the recepticle next to the bed and the cord had slipped down behind the night stand.
I called the hotel and explained the problem to the desk clerk. She sent a woman from housekeeping off to look but I think something was lost in the translation because houswekeeping came back with the information that there was "nothing left in the room".
O well, Easily enough replaced.

This morning we went out in search of a Radio Shack to buy replacement charger. We took Sassy. Hank stopped at the fountain in front of our building to take a picture. (Sassy loves fountains.) He set her on the fountain's rim for some shots.
We found the Radio Shack and then went for lunch at a Golden Corral. At dessert I reached into my purse to get Sassy. She was gone.
Hank had left her back at the fountain.
I was far more upset than one should be about a rubber duck, but Hank wasn't far behind me.
We scarfed down our dessert and rushed back (8 miles) to the Hilton. We pulled up to the front where we could see the fountain. No Sassy.
I ran to the fountain to see if she was in the water -- and there she was, happily floating in her element.,
It's amazing how attached one can get to a rubber duck.