pink animal

For Lula, all things are pink. She is devastated when her pink shirt is dirty and she can't wear it; she is elated when it's back from the ol' laundry pile. Lately even her imagination is pink. She has this new thing where she runs into the room and says, "It scared me mom!" And when I ask, "what scared you Lula?" She always replies very seriously, "pink animal scare me."
One day I asked, "where is this pink animal?" I had had enough of it scaring her, so I wanted to confront it. At that particular moment we were in her bedroom and the pink animal was apparently hiding out near the ceiling. Lula pointed to him and I did what any mother would surely do, I confronted the pink animal, "Hey you! Pink Animal! Listen up! No more scaring Lula Mae you hear me? This is momma talking and I'm telling you better not scare her anymore you pink animal!"
And now? Sometimes the pink animal scares her, sometimes it just wants to play. Tonight was one of those special nights when her pink shirt was clean and the pink animal surfaced, but this time there wasn't any scaring; this time... they actually hugged.