After we got over the missing racing slug, we had an even more fun
experience with the lovely four year old.
My seven year old son was playing a video game, his sister (25) was
reading a book on the couch. I was napping.
Janelle looks up from her book and sees four year old Kayla singing and
cuddling something in her arms. She says, "what do you have sweatheart?"
Kayla says, "My baby, mom."
Closer inspection... it was a dead rat, quite large and quite stiff. I hope
she hasn't traumatized the child with her screaming. Our trusty roommate
removed the offending "baby".
Kayla was sad to lose it, but Janelle showed her that her stuffed kitty
smelled nicer. ( after she scrubbed Kayla with hot water and soap.