Cabin in the middle of Woods

Toddler

I heard some cackles from the dining room, followed by a shrill whine of my pet.

I rushed to check if everything was alright.

But what I saw, chilled me to the core.

My six year old toddler was sitting in a pool of blood with my pet beside him.

He smiled at me as he played with a butcher knife and ate chunk's of the dog's meat.

Have I not given him enough of his father's flesh to eat?