I am so outta here.
You want proof?
How is this for proof...there is a stuffed monkey, which is obviously possessed, moving around my house.
|The Possessed Monkey|
See? I came upon him, just sitting like this, on the kitchen floor. He hadn't time to arrange himself in an innocuous position before I stepped into the kitchen so he just sat down and tried to look harmless.
I am too wise for that.
I know this innocent looking monkey is actually an evil demon in need of exorcism.
Sam? Dean? Where are you when I need you?
No, no way!
Molly could NOT have left said monkey on the floor.
I tell you!
Molly knew the evil nature of this creature before I ever caught it sitting-down-all-innocent-looking and chewed off it's devil-spawned tail in an effort to hobble it's fiendish presence. We NEVER found that tail ~ so either Molly swallowed it or it evaporated into a puff of smoke once disconnected from it's malevolent host.
Molly is the darnedest toy-eating dog I've ever seen! She doesn't just chew them UP - she EATS them. Poor Dash awoke to find Molly vomiting up squeaky toy pieces ON HIM. Ewww! Only a couple days after the above photo was taken, the cute yellow sheepie was rescued into the trash can before it made it's way to Molly's tummy. The darn dog has eaten her way through BASKETS full of toys. We've taken to only buying those toys labeled for serious chewers!
I must go.
After I pick up some packing boxes, I need to run by the pet shop.
For some reason all of Molly's toys have disappeared.
Except one very creepy monkey.
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