It's my job to kill these toys.  Yes, for now, it's my role in life.  Let's make sure these things are dead.  It seems weird to me that I have to go back and kill some again.  They just won't stay dead.  Oh well, I can do that.  Mom doesn't want one of these things sneeking up on her.  That would be a frightful scene.  Hum, it could also be funny.  Then I would get in trouble for not making sure they were all dead.  Ok, back to my job, munch, munch.  Let's save mom! 
Love Sunshine ( also lovingly known by some as Smush-face)