I'm kidding! I don't wanna kill it! Cuz it's already dead.
This was my second sculpture project, wherein we had to use metal to some capacity and do some welding with said metal. So I got an ancient Mac that my dad was holding on to and brought it to life with googly eyes and welded wobbly legs and paws. It was a rather friendly sin against nature, acting more like an excited puppy rather than a ferocious abomination. But after it gave my teacher a playful bite during critique, we eagerly put it out of it's assumed misery in the nearby garbage dump. Good thing I got pictures when I did.
Since the pics were taken right after critique, you can see some other students stuff lying around. My bad.