Spoiler Alert: gory post coming up!
Butter Wouldn’t Melt
the sight which greeted me when I looked out in the porch this morning:
Not a brilliant image, I’m afraid. I’m mega-zooming, because this thing was tiny, and the camera had difficulty focussing against the featureless floor tiles. On the left, some entrails, on the right, a head. Just a head. I’m sorry if you’re eating at the moment.
I then wandered through to the bedroom:
Looks like I’m not going to be making the bed anytime soon!
for Fandango’s Pne Word Challenge (FOWC), culpable.