Classic...

I wanted to sell this guy, now I can't bring myself to do it. Heather (who prepped him) has changed her tune, too and wants him to hang around--in her own collection, of course.

He's staying around now until Breyerwest or until one my menagerie inevitably needs vet care. Smart money is on the dogs who ate an entire chicken carcass.

His name is Picaresque. I was on a Decemberists kick this summer. I'm still in process of fussing with him, so he's not totally done.

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