I'm a creature of habit.
When I was a little girl, this was my constant companion. He's called Blue Bunny (inspired, I know) and he's been sat on my pillow or by my bed for as long as I can remember. My Mum told me that I used to try to feed him chocolate and when she would clean him I used to watch him go round and round in the washing machine.
He was also my favourite travel companion when we used to visit my grandparents. I remember feeling slightly guilty leaving him at home when I went on school trips. So it doesn't really come as a surprise to me that he's not yet been packing up along with the rest of our stuff. I guess he'll be the last thing to go away, along with the duvet and pillows.
Some things never change.