Horse eating chair |
Rare, white, flying tigers... |
Generally speaking, Grace is obsessed with water fowl, and ducks in particular. However I hadn't realised that she reserved her affections for the wild versions. Apparently domestic geese are not to be trusted, they don't head bob properly and they sound different. Note the tarpaulin has never been a problem...
But the rare white flying tigers are not as scary as the tree trunk which has been made into a chair. Obviously it it big enough to hide something horse eating behind it.
As these life threatening items were either side of the track we were on I will leave you to imagine the bouncing, snorting and general bog eyedness we enjoyed last night.
We survived, Grace learnt something, I learnt something. All is well.
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