So I bought a ring the other day and the very next day I lost it. My fingers tend to swell and shrink over the course of the day and so when my fingers were in a shrunken phase the ring had slipped off. So after spending hours searching for it I finally gave up for the night and before I went to bed I headed over to my altar and asked St. Anthony if he could retrieve it for me. I didn't even say the little prayer or rhyme that most people say when petitioning him. I just asked him nicely. So the very next day I go to do laundry and open up the washer and see something weird at the bottom. I actually thought it was a nut or part of something that had broken off of the machine. I picked it up and it turned out to be my ring. I still have no idea how it got in there.
Thank you, St. Anthony for coming through for me. You will be rewarded!