So the other day, I was in the office helping mom with her work when SUDDENLY I saw something Most Suspicious!
All the furs on the back of my brindle neck stood up. I just stayed real still-like for awhile and kept looking up at mom and then back to the Most Suspicious thing. But mom just kept typing! What was I going to do?
Well, I decided maybe if I made it more skeered of ME than I was of IT, it would go away. So I decided to growl…you know, one of those warning growls that’s real deep and low? One of those growls that means bizness.
FINALLY, mom turned around. “Mayzie, what are you growling at?” she said. I just kept staring and growling at the Most Suspicious thing. Looking where I was looking, she…started laughing. LAUGHING!! Now, I ask you, is THIS something to laugh about?
“Oh, Mayzie, it’s just the arm you chewed off of one of your stuffies!”
Um, yeah, mom, I knew THAT. But how did it get there? HOW!? Was it possessed by the ghosts of destuffed stuffies past? However it got there, it was NO laughing matter. But she just kept laughing. And then she stood up, grabbed the demon stuffie arm and threw it away. “See?” She said to me, “Nothing to worry about.”
Maybe. Maybe not. But I’m gonna keep a much closer eye on my stuffies from now on, I can tell you that!