someone stole my keys again...

you know the drill. as usual, you are running out of the house, late for an appointment and so begins the mental checklist.
baby? check.
iphone? check.
handbag? check.
keys? (deafening silence)
keys? (panic)
keys? (#*&!%!!)
i do believe if i had something as amazing as this little elephant by walter bosse hanging by the door with my keys dangling off them then order would be restored to my universe. or one could hope...