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Tuesday, January 2

thedacs are MINGING!

This specimen is the dried-up, parchment-skinned, dust covered, skeletal remains of a frog or toad that C found tucked into a corner behind the TV when we were taking the Chrimbo decs down and blitz-cleaning the house.

Obviously this poor sacrifice was brought in during the times when Kismet had a fascination with offering us tasty morsels first thing in the morning. Must have escaped all of us before slowly dying (Not surprising since it was stuck near a telly that up until a few weeks ago was pumping out non-stop X Factor!) although a frog is definitely a step up for Kismet from the difficulties of hunting garden worms. Bless her!

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