"Pixel, you want me to do what with this again? It looks like a lion. Lions are much bigger and meaner than we are. Won't it eat me?"
"It is only a stuffed lion Dixie. I promise it won't hurt you. Now, I want you to grab it like this and go Grrrrrrrr! like I'm doing here with my favorite orange squeaky toy. Go on..."
"Grrrrrrr!" "Yayyy, it squeaked! I love the squeak...." squeaky, squeaky, squeak!
"You're doing great Dixie! Now, pick it up and start to shake it kind of like this. Let your ears really take off and flap around, just don't let go of the toy." I thrashed my head from side to side to demonstrate. Then I looked out of the corner of my eyes and I see this...
"Um, Dixie?" "Yes Pixel."
What happened with the lion toy? You were doing so well at squeaking the lion toy with all fervor.What happened?"
"The quacking ducky got lonely."
You just can't argue with that kind of logic.