Mr and Mrs Onster watched as their son Marty played Marty picked up a stuffed animal and spoke softly to it Oh Sassafrass you’re my favorite he said
Monte what is he doing Mrs Onster asked her husband I think he’s he’s cuddling his stuffed puppy Mr Onster replied Mrs Onster suddenly felt very ill Why isn’t he tearing it limb from limb she cried Why isn’t he trying to eat it Why isn’t he at least slobbering all over it
