From Russell Bradbury-Carlin‘s Hills Like Stuffed Tigers: Calvin Discovers Hemingway:
I considered my friendship with Hobbes. An odd thing, having conversations with a stuffed tiger. Perhaps this is not what a man does. It is what a boy does. I eyed the talking tiger suspiciously. Perspiration ran down the back of my neck.
“How long are we going to sit here, Calvin?” the tiger asked.
“As long as needed.”
“I thought we were going to tape down all of the toilet seats at home.”
“Those are children’s games, Hobbes. I am on the verge of no longer being a child.”