The Sixth Sausage

I can only assume the sausages from yesterday were left in somebody's rubbish, as today -certain that I was free of Sunday's sausage horrors - I found yet another sausage on the lawn. Smack dab in the centre just as before. Only rather more chewed.

I am in some kind of horrific, bizarre sausage-related time loop.

Photo: Caught in the act!