I am traumatized.
Terribly, deeply traumatized.
Also, my hands smell like alcohol, and not the fun kind.
Anyway, this morning, I was out in the yard with Margaret, and she was wandering around, picking things up and bringing them to me. You know, sticks, leaves, rocks, etc.
So I was videoing her.
Guess what she brought me?
A RABBIT EYE.
Puck had dismembered a rabbit, and Margaret brought me a piece of it.
Ugh.
We are still washing our hands.
And Margaret has been sanitized beyond sense and reason.
Ugh.
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