merry... um, christmas?

[thanate]

My mother was dusting along the base board under the umbrella stand in the living room, where my father keeps waking sticks that mainly never get used. Apparently this had not happened in some time, because she found this:



(this is approximately life-sized, maybe a little larger, depending on your monitor)

...um. As you might have figured out by now, I have some rather strange tastes at times, and as it happens I've been sort of wanting mouse bones for some time. I want to string the vertebra with seed beads. So it's kind of cool. But not entirely what I had in mind. And not exactly what one wants to find in the living room, apparently cleaned by moth larvae. (another less than comforting thought. Though better that than the persian rugs, I guess.)

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[astormorray.livejournal.com]

heh. Once we found a dead bird in saladmonkeylamb's room.