I’m going to let nature take its course

That’s Marlo’s kid-sized broom she uses to help me sweep up the back deck from time to time. Well, IT USED to be. Until Coco grabbed it from its perch next to the back door and chewed the handle into oblivion. It could possibly be cute in an anti-Wizard of Oz kind of way in that she’s not about to let some old witch grab her and stuff her in the basket on the front of her bicycle, except THAT’S ALL MAKE BELIEVE. Marlo? marlo is real. And she is going to be PIIIISSSSSSED when she sees this. Deal with it Coco. And be very glad that your tail is already cut off.