Well here we go. So when I was n Preschool each week one lucky kid from the class got to bring a Clifford The Big Red Dog toy home for the week. You take pictures and the show the class what you did for the whole week.Well, one week me and my sister (Yes, I'm a twin) were the lucky ones. I thought Clifford became alive once you brought him home. Well to my surprise that wasn't the case. So my sister said we need to play pass with him between our beds when were suppose to be napping. "I't will transform him, and make him come alive." She told me. So we played pass for a good twenty minutes. Nothing.. SO we kept on coming up with random idiotic things that will "Make him come alive". Then my older sister (2 years older) Told us Clifford needed to be outside with a real dog. So we tied him up to my old dog Bandit. Well that didn't work so well. Bandit ripped up Clifford, and thus me and my siblings were scared for life. .-.