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!