Friday, August 12, 2011

R.I.P. Brown Chair

I came home from work today to this wonderful surprise.


This was once the cushion on Georgie's favourite brown chair.


Do you remember in Charlotte's Web when she died and all the baby spiders sprang from her rotting corpse? This feels like that.


Georgie feels bad about it. Right?


Right???


RIGHT??!?!


Cushion to cushion, dust to dust. Amen.