If you show your mom a stuffie, she knows what you mean

When I have a message for my momma, I take one of my stuffies an' show it to her. Just like magic she can read my mind an' gives me what I need (that's a momma for ya). If what I want is to go outside, we go to the kitchen door an' I drop the selected stuffie there to be put back into my toy box so I can use it again or maybe play tug with it or maybe play catch with it.

But sometimes - sometimes a guy has a favorite stuffie that he just can't leave by the kitchen door an' needs to bring it back into the house when he is done wif his business, if-ya-know-what-I-mean. It's kinda that way wif my teddy. Ted was my first stuffie friend when I gots adopted from the shelter, so he's never left by the back door. He gets a ride back up the steps by me.