Dino Pal

Picture this; a beloved blue plush brontosaurus approx. 3 feet high and 5 feet long sitting discarded on the curb. It is lying in wait for the trash man to come. Down the stairs from her room comes a little tow headed girl of about 2 1/2 years of age. Looking around the room she notices after a bit that her dinosaur is missing. She asks her mother where it went and her mother replies (while feeling guilty and hoping that her daughter does not look out the front window and to see it sitting on the curb while the garbage man picks up the garbage) that it has gone to dinosaur heaven.