Fidgetsmum, suspect you're right about you being more upset than your daughter, as we've been through this scenario with our youngest when 'Donkey' disappeared, never to return, on Lordship Lane (despite an extended search between EDT and Franklins in the driving rain). She got over it remarkably easily, and turned her attention instead to 'Bear' (who is, of course, a rabbit). Don't ask about 'Bear'... I've had to sprint through manic traffic in pursuit of a taxi in Tunisia, scramble across rock pools ahead of the incoming tide, and elbow my way through the crowds at Surrey Quays shopping centre at 4.57pm on Christmas Eve just to retrieve him when he's 'wandered off'...