Apparently we've been getting a lot of returns on them because there's something up with the fur coming off their noses? So there were three of them sitting on Dawn, the customer service deer, and I couldn't help gushing over how super bad-ass they were. So my supervisor was all, "Oh, well you need one for your desk, sweetie!" and now I TOTALLY HAVE ONE SITTING ON MY DESK!!!
He looks like this:
Except that his ears are more droopy and hanging by his head, and his eyes look old and not scary evil. His name is Mr. Sir Edwardsonsmith-Hugh, he is British and likes scones and earl grey tea, and he has been given the job of holding my Harry Potter page-a-day calendar because that is a Very Important Job!
I AM SUPER IN LOVE WITH MR. SIR EDWARDSONSMITH-HUGH. HE IS MY NEW BEST FRIEND. SORRY ANNE.