Prized Possession

I had a little yellow stuffed animal growing up... its name was ducky (creative, I know). I loved it so much that I brought it along to Australia with me. It had a great vacation until I left it there. Fast forward to when I'm slightly older and still mourning the loss of my ducky, ducky. My dad found it! It was lost at a family members house for years. So he brought it back with him and after ally that he forgot to shut the zipper on his suitcase. Aka I've never seen ducky again.