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!