I think the title gives the wrong picture about me- only slightly.  I don't mean to kill the stuffed animals, but I suck on them so much that they get little tiny holes in them over time.  Once the holes are there, I can't control myself.  It's like a compulsion.  It's just so much fun to take the stuffing out.  This time it was a stuffed bunny.  Mommy came home and she was not very happy with me at all.
Look at what I did!





