text:  I don't know which aspect of that description is the weirdest. I suspect most children's imaginary friends are a little weird, at least from the vantage point of adulthood. They're kind of like scarecrows fashioned out of whatever happens to be lying around in a kid's consciousness. I remember walking in my backyard with our dog Max and his cousin Amber and chatting away happily with her. I don't recall Amber ever replying.