Aw, poor little guy! I'm sure he'll be fine. I'll certainly keep him in my thoughts, Carol. Give the little man a snuggle from me.
“Is he dead, Lois?”
“No! But I was really mad and I wanted to kick him between the legs and pull his nose off and put out his eyes with a freshly sharpened pencil and disembowel him with a dull letter opener and strangle him with his own intestines but I stopped myself just in time!” - Further Down The Road by Terry Leatherwood.