(there is something, is there not, about the rabbit's cowering posture that suggests it has its suspicions who will be first to go)
Number 3 - Creepy, pre-pubescent girl in a ball?
or Number 4, the galleon motif ostrich egg?
Roll up! Place your bets! I know something priceless will be shattered. It's just a matter of what, and when. And oh, the white sofas, and the strictures from the agency that the owners are very particular about the preservation of their textiles. Short of covering all sofas and chairs in barbed wire and electric fencing, we all know how this will end, don't we? Without even mentioning this kind of thing at convenient karate height:
Incidentally, as I was tottering around hotly and crossly taking these photos, I saw this:
The rest of the household will be back soon, so it must be time for me to spend a short while contemplating dying alone and having my face eaten off by rabid weasels. Never let it be said that I don't know how to have fun on holiday. Non, mais.
curled up in a bowl, for all the world like a dead weasel. I was quite startled. Why would you do this? Why? WHY? Ugh, imagine putting your hand into your handbag and finding this. It would be like an escapee white dreadlock but FATTER.