Wilcox the Walrus

I was watching this doco today, called Built to Kill. What a name. It featured graphic close-ups of cute white bunnies and little penguins being slaughtered in front your very eyes by pumas, eagles and sea lions. God. What was most heartbreaking was seeing the ocean waters turn bloody as a walrus was taken by an orca - that's killer to you - whale. A walrus... I once bought a little stuffed animal walrus for Lui, and his name was Wilcox. Such a dignified name for a walrus. Still, it was cute, with its little soft stuffed tusks and all. And then to see a real life walrus being savagely attacked by a killer whale. I couldn't help thinking of Wilcox. We gave Wilcox a personality, of being a professor of marine biology, for the sake of argument. Yes, that's right. We've got names for all our stuffed animals. And personalities to match. No, I don't think it's weird. Gosh. The nerve of some people.