My dad made me lose my teddy bear when I was 9. We were staying at a hotel for a function held by one of his friends, and on the morning of checkout, he threw a tantrum because there were ants in his Saab. In the chaos, the room didn't get checked thoroughly enough and it got left behind.

I can't find any photos of it, so I don't know what brand or model it was.

I'm sure most millennials/x-ers from dysfunctional families have stories like this. Why do we let boomers get away with it.