Remember when Rusty went “fishing” and had vivid dreams about Dinosaurs?
I’m still not convinced that this whole “Giraffe” thing isn’t a figment of his imagination… When a child is subjected to the trauma that Rusty surely was and placed into the hands of indifferent caregivers, it’s not surprising that he creates his own realities!
“Mark, Cherry!… I mean, Mom, Dad! There’s Giraffes in the apple orchard!!” This ought to be good!