
When we were in high school, he jetted off to London.
I was jealous, wished that he could pack me in his suitcase, and figured that perhaps I could send a small proxy in my place.
This ended up being Collin, the yellow bunny I had floating around my bedroom at the time, who arrived in my life via an Easter Basket one Sunday morning.

The unfortunate thing is that I have no idea where Collin is today.
I'm sure that Fred returned him, but I can't seem to find him anywhere.
I've been looking on and off for him for years.
I can only assume that he's probably off gallivanting the globe!

Fortunately, I followed in Collins footsteps, visiting London (and also Paris!) 8 years after him.
Wherever my yellow bunny goes, I will go eventually. So let's hope he's in Italy right now!! :)