Can’t find a damn thing, but thank goodness our cake toppers are at the ready.
Moving residence is such a gargantuan pain in the ass. The potential for the strange, perhaps even mildly amusing, to visit at any moment runs high. It’s hard to think of what, apart from a chaos-inducing move, that could be responsible for the following actually-observed assemblage of items: potting soil, brown rice (cooked), googly eyes (qty 5).
Took a break from the tasks at hand to grab a pic of this proud duo, inappropriately-dressed for hunting, who pose with their fresh kill: one of the largest dust bunnies seen in the region for quite some time.