Okay, you can stare, I’m used to it. Humans think we are just toys, inanimate objects to be thrown across the room, stepped on, cuddled, squeezed, drooled on when they sleep, especially children. Don’t get me started on kids! You see that white stuff floating around? Stuffing. My stuffing. Now how am I supposed to deal with that? You brought a new puppy home and look what’s happened, I’m being torn apart! Joey thought he’d share me with the dog. Those teeth are sharp! I have feelings you know.