It must have been taken by the people who decided to abandon me at the Great American Ball Park back in June.

I do not know how I managed to breathe inside that dangerous blisterpack, but I am eternally grateful that my new carers, Steve & Lu, saved me from a fate worse than... well, than children playing with me.
And now I get to travel everywhere with them. I truly am a lucky PB!
I wish they'd hurry up and go somewhere else exciting
Back in the summer of 2008 I was stuffed into a blisterpack and abandoned in Section 421 at the Great American Ballpark in Cincinnati.
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