Your wish was my command, Claude. :)
Beautiful! Thank you. Oops...that rock is falling towards me, Sean. Help! :)
It is a sprouting potato, Claude, a potato-mouse. Natural Arts, so to speak. :)
A lot more edible than a mouse! And safer than a rock...
Well, Claude,the cats might not be of your opinion. :)
The cats might have a different culinary perspective. Still, my Baffin Island cat, Zorro, shared my love for Arctic char, and (upon our return South) much preferred it to the Ottawa mice. It took a while to retrain him to a cheaper diet.
I thought it might be a potato but I've never seen one with such a long tail. :)
Now I know I'm really old. I thought the "tail" was part of the tree. I wasn't sure. That's why I didn't say, "There's a strange branch on that tree." I guess it's time for me to let go of the internet!
Claude,I'd prefer Arctic char to a mouse too; both somoked and barbacued. Ashley,nor did I. :)Claude,forgive your eyes. It was all my fault. Trying to soon obey Mylady, I did not take the time to look for a better background. :)