Please meet Owl

This is Owl.
He's a member of the Plasticus Scary-to-Rodentae genus and species. There were two of these on the deck of our beach house last summer and it was love at first sight for Reese. She insisted on telling them both good morning and good night. A few days after we got home, she and Brett went to Lowe's to pick up something and what do you think Reese spotted? Owl. He is now a permanent resident of our outdoor toy chest. Don't worry, though, he doesn't stay there. He comes out to play.
He swings.
He slides (rather quickly down the plastic slide, I might add).
Not sure what he's doing here...supervising?
Just in case you were wondering, when he doesn't get put away in his box he tends to get left sitting on the outdoor table...staring into the window...where I see him looking at me when I don't expect it. Spooky.


To follow up from the previous post...yes, every single one of the eggs in that carton was a double yolk.