“His body is changing,” Joseph said. “He didn’t have limbs before and now he has four. He’s getting less round. He’s not looking more human but at least more like a normal animal. His arm-tail is the only thing that’s off, coming out of the side like that.” “So you’re going to chop it off.” I was angry for Monstrilio. I thought they loved him just as he was. “That’s bullshit, Joseph.”
