In case you’ve ever wondered about a hawk’s carrying capacity re pets. (The short answer: unless you have a favorite rat running around outside unattended, basically, no worries.)
Meantime, my husband came around the corner this afternoon after a work meeting that I had not realized was a Halloween party by Zoom. I looked up to see my favorite 6’8″er bouncing off the ceiling.
Literally. At the end of the hall where it comes down a bit. I kind of stared a moment, having expected none of this.
Three got kind of squished together in the process, but there were seven of them, and he was looking quite pleased with himself. That costume was so him.
As if having to duck through standard doorframes might not be enough.
