I made this little bird out of air dry clay, vintage text, and rusted wire. I loved him! He looked so cute sitting on my windowsill. I use the past tense of "look" because he now has no head. My demon rescue puppy, Mugsy, climbed onto the counter top and pulled my little bird off of the sill above the sink. He then proceeded to eat the bird's head. Ironically, a few days later, Mugs brought in a baby bird from the yard. The bird was no longer breathing. We sincerely hope that happened before Mugs found him. I have now lost a total of six art projects to my little guy. I could be bitter, but he's so adorable that I prefer to think that Mugsy is simply appreciating my work in the only way he knows how....by eating it :)
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