Jun 16, 2009 14:57
This is the home of the Wombles.
Wellington is in the garden, Wombling* in the bushes.
He's got quite a good haul this morning, with lots of sweet wrappers to take home in his tidy bag. And a couple of lollypop sticks, since it's been warm.
He stops to look at a butterfly; holding out his paw, the insect flutters onto it. He keeps perfectly still, watching it with an interested expression.
[Wombling (v): The process in which Wombles collect abandoned human items for recycling.]
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