After looking high and low, making multiple Ebay searches, sending pitiful emails directly to the manufacturer, and posting everywhere from Craigslist to my local playgroup email list, it turns out that a Chrysanthemum replacement is nowhere to be found. The rip in her rubber seam is getting worse, so desperate times call for desperate measures.
In a moment of crafty confidence, I convinced myself I could make a replica out of fabric. How hard could it be? A little purple cloth, some yarn, some thread, a ribbon tail.
Well, it took about a day's worth of all my free time, and what I created looks very much like the country mouse to Chrysanthemum's city slick original self. I abandoned all thoughts of trying to do a switcheroo in the wee hours of the night, and instead presented her to BJ as Chrysanthemum's friend. "Two of them!" he exclaimed gleefully, and ran off to play.
Such folly on my part
Used to be, all I had to do was keep track of one rubber mouse. Now, both must be located at all critical junctures, and we have two little purple mice who go with us everywhere.
And both are named Chrysanthemum.