Shortly after dinner on Friday night, I was accosted by Firstborn Son and dragged into an epic battle. On one side: the wombat. Facing off against him: the "Octopus Monster" (Great Cthulhu).
I got the wombat, of course. This was not the strategy I would have preferred, but I went ahead with it. You go to war with the stuffed animals you have, not the stuffed animals you want.