Eyes and a drawstring and these will be done but I have to go take a few deep breaths first. Ever seen a dachshund kill a snake? I haven't either but he came out of the kitchen cabinet with a badly wounded one, I think I was still freaking out about him dragging it over my foot when he finished it off.
He seems to be unhurt and quite proud of himself that he outshone Tig who killed a squirell yesterday. So one heartattack but no emergency trip to the vet today, I hate making those.
Y'all have fun, Elder Child is warming up the dice.