And the mower got the last word...

Yesterday was probably my last day mowing grass at work, and it was a little chilly out, so I grabbed my favorite toboggan. I don't usually wear it to work, but it was the only one I could find. It used to look like this one below (which is actually my brother's) but blue.



Now it looks like this:




I had taken it off and put it in my pocket, and it fell out on the ground. I guess the mower was either upset with me or hungry, because it sucked it up and spit it out the other side. I nearly cried, as it's the first thing I really designed (not the hat part - it came from Happy Hooker, but the fleur part). Sure I can make another one, but still, there was my happy, favorite hat in a mangled pile of blue yarn, some purple flung about, full of grass and gunk from under the mower deck. Goodbye, mower, I'm sure I won't miss you, and you won't miss me.