I was the last grandchild in a large family, so maybe was gifted more bears than usual. I recall having 8 or so in my room. Of course they had names, but have difficulty recalling more than 3. Our farm house burned to the ground when I was 10, 2 AM in December. Barely got ourselves out, so didn't stop to grab anything, not even eye glasses. Unknown to me my mother had given away some of my bears to family as my dependence on them lessened. A year or so after the fire I got a box with 1 bear, given back by a thinking relative that realized I had lost all my toys, and childhood bear friends. Black and white panda by PandaGund co. Missing an eye, fur is thin, he is usually on my nightstand. His age tells me had a keeper before me, but I don't care. My ladyfriend staying with me, has a similar size bear and sometimes find they are together on the dresser.