In retrospect, I think my expectations were somewhat colored by the modern Eastern industry, and what I found in our flower box were not exactly sweet soft and yellow balls of plush in a bed of flowers and chocolate eggs.
Boy, they are downright ugly. And they smell. Their mother is hiding at the other side of the balcony, which is quite understandable. My guess so far is that some evil person has replaced the eggs by ostrich eggs, which promises some nice scenes in the next few weeks. I'll keep you informed.
1 comment:
ach gossie, wat schattig!
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