Go away a few hours....

...and when you come home, you find....these.

They are so freakin' cute, but I have no idea what they are...or how they got in.

In the morning, I'm hunting Bunny down. I'm sure he's involved in some way.

Right now, I just can't deal with it. I went to the dentist expecting that I'd be getting my implant installed. Which I did. Except I thought it was going to be the TOOTH. *sigh* No. A lovely space age titanium thing-doolie is now implanted into the bone, way the heck up inside the gums somehwere, and there is no tooth. For 90 days. There has been no tooth since before Thanksgiving. (We had turkey roast. I could gum that. And mashed potatoes.)

And I came in, tired, sore and still minus a tooth, and here were these little dudes. Awwwww.

So here's what I know about them so far:

1. They are excellent to hold when you need to feel better.

2. They are soothingly quiet.

3. They have wonderful spots. All over.

4. They don't stand up.

6. They seem to be vegetarians.

Oh, Bunny...

Oh, Bunny. What have you done? And who is going to clean that up?

In Which Phil Takes up a Hobby

Admittedly it's not much of a hobby. But it's a big deal for Phil.
He realized he wasn't going to be able to knit, and was very depressed for several days, but now he's discovered something he can do.

It could be worse. He could be into Pong.