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)