I know I've not actually finished the last scene in my novel...but I really wanted to write this one! I needed a smile! Hopefully you enjoy it! :)
It was a grizzly scene. Cotton stuffing skipped in the breeze. A plastic eye rested nearby. The “fur” shell was sliced from shoulder to hip. It was shameful that he’d been tossed in the street. Ted E. had fought valiantly, but a squirt gun was poor defense from the ravages of a toddler with scissors.
Hehehehehe! Okay, back to NaNoWriMo... :)