I'm pretty sure all my stuffed animals are packed up somewhere in this house, but I don't know where.

I have one in my room that sits on my dresser. Mr. Pig. I've had him since I was a baby. One of his eyes is missing, one ear is torn off halfway. I don't have the heart to pack him up so he just hangs out in my room. I'll more than likely give him to my first child when I finally have kids.