Arnold (6)
“Oh gosh”, thought Arnold. “Perhaps that wasn`t the best thing at all to do, I didn´t really think that one through. How will his mammy and daddy feel without Tommy giggling around the house? Never mind that, how is Tommy feeling right now? Maybe I should only eat bad kids.”
And with this sudden thought trickles of tears streamed down his fuzzy face. The smell of wet wool made him even more upset.
A few hours passed and Arnold could stand it no more. He was sketching pictures of little Tommy and talking to them. He even managed to create a life size cardboard cutout of him but if didn´t do Tommy much justice.
The following day he strolled down to the local psychiatrist. There was quite a queue waiting to see her. With the depression he now had he didn´t think much of the severe indigestion he had but while flicking through a woman´s magazine in the waiting room he realised the indigestion and the depression were more than likely related. Who needs psychiatrists he thought as he stormed out of the room, magazines are a fountain of knowledge. Then he realised he wouldn`t have landed in this mess if it hadn´t been for magazines and he was glad he hadn`t said that aloud.
The good news was that this uncomfortable stomach feeling meant that he was not made or had not evolved to eat meat. The bad news was that Tommy was still in his tummy. Luckily he hadn´t moved from his food storing belly to his food digesting belly so there was still time to get his sixth stomach pumped.