Saturday, April 14, 2012

Fae-ce Paint

After an all-day yoga workshop, I returned home to find chewed up containers of face paint (purchased for H’s Brownie troop activity).

None of the usual canine suspects had any telltale traces in their fur so, after ensuring it wasn’t toxic, I relaxed and waited for the truth to reveal itself.

Soon enough, I learned in a grotesquely festive way the culprit was Fae.
There just aren't enough ommmmmm’s to overcome that.