A Rat with good PR

Jaywalker over at Belgian Waffle is doing a Christmas Clinic.  This is an inspired idea.  She invites you to mail her with information about the problematic people on your Christmas list.  She will then publish these details in her weekly clinic, provide some solutions as to gifts, and then throw the floor open to readers to contribute some ideas of their own in order to ‘help’.

This help of course may not be all that helpful.  Particularly not if provided by me in the footnotes.  It has however, thrown up some total gems over the last two days.  I saw this by following a link in today’s post and have not been able to get them out of my head since.

Follow this link to the marvellously named Craftastrophe site and share my utter wonder at these tasteful Squirrel Paw earrings.

I want them.  I want to send them to my friend Auntie Squirrel.  She will of course, ritually disembowel me for them, but the joke would be immense.  Albeit hideously tasteless.  I have been allowing my inner naughty school girl to hoot about this all day.

They remind me of a horrible boy at my secondary school who had a Compo style matchbox in his pocket at all times.  In it he used to keep a chicken’s foot.  It was attached to a piece of string which was tied to one of the muscley, tendoney things inside the chicken’s foot.  When he pulled it it used to make the chicken’s talons flex up and grip.  It was hideous.

Hideous yet wierdly compelling.  Much like these.

I am going to wrestle with my inner demons and try and subdue them.  I think the thought of Auntie Squirrel putting a hit out on me should just about do the trick.  But you never know.

Mwahahahahaa