Flower already, damnit! I have mosquito bites that need soothing.

Here’s why:

 

This statue was given to me for Christmas about a decade ago. It was wrapped in a brown paper grocery bag, unceremoniously dumped on my kitchen table.
Before him is a fallen Xmas ornament. I liked it.

 My best friend.

Thoroughly scent-approved by the pack.

I have one hidden along my hair line, too.

 

I hope no one ever kept a poor little bird in this cage.