The first fall decoration I added to my front porch was a scarecrow. I perched her on a bail of straw and a few hours later came out to find this! ~
My poor straw lady. I felt so bad for her. All her body parts where no longer in the right places. How well I know, from personal experience, the trauma that causes!
I knew right away who the culprits would be. Haven't we all seen what they did to the straw man? ~
Or ....... might these rascals be the culprits? ~
Maybe I don't have a flying monkey problem after all.
Straw lady thinks I have a definite chicken problem. ~
She's got herself pulled together and is keeping a good lookout over her shoulder for whatever it is that rearranges female body parts.
In fact, she has the same look on her face that I have on mine!