What was that?

Last Sunday as I was dressing my little guy for church, my two year old daugher, Abigail, came up and whispered something to me. So I knelt down only to have her tell me, "There's a horse in my dress." And she touched her shoulder. I didn't quite understand until I touched the puffy part of her sleeve, and sure enough, there was a tiny plastic horse caught in in it!

Why she had to whisper it to me is still a mystery. Did she think she would scare it?