Hoot in Pursuit.

Saturday past, I happened upon a charming, carved wooden owl. {I'm slightly owl obsessed} Being prudent, I assessed that I shouldn't purchase him. By Sunday I knew I had made a grave error. I told Bunnie of my plan to return to the store.

At the store this afternoon I looked high and low, but couldn't find the little guy. Defeated, I slunk to the door only to find Mr. Hootkins perched on a clothing rack! I felt like I had just won a Scratchers ticket.

Showing off my latest conquest,

whilst donning my sea foam culottes.