My mom bought me Velbert when I was in my 20's. You can see a picture and drawing I did of him here in my album on my profile. He has gone with me on every trip I have gone on since I got him. His best friend is another stuffed animal called Bud Gnawood (he's a beaver). I have snapshots of them on beaches, by pools, sightseeing spots etc. Velbert pretty much lives on my bed (I think he likes guarding my pillow. Like the velveteen rabbit in the story the pink on the inside of his ears is now a greyish brown and the stitching in his nose is starting to come undone. To me he is real. When I am sad he listens to me babble, his eyes really look like they can see. When I die I want him to "live" on in a new loving home.