That’s funny, I’d thought The Monsters had slept in a little this morning- until I heard the dulcet tones of the world being ripped apart. And despite looking guilty here in the foreground, it wasn’t Hazel that did it. It was “Mr. 1-Week-Post-Hip-Replacement” Freddy who was just ravaging the plastic recycling. Sigh, I guess he really is feeling better. 🫢