There is a funky shop down the street from me that sells found objects and art of a generally large statuesque nature. I have often marveled at the random and grossly expensive pieces and wonder who buys them. Obviously many don’t. Some of the weirdo pieces have been there for at least the past four years of my passing them by. Then the other day I walked by and saw this big fella and I totally get it because he is amazing and would look SO PERFECT in my (fictional) backyard (because I am poor and don’t have a backyard)! He is even holding out his hand to give me five like we’re already best friends. Or maybe he is creating a perch so Cooper can sit there and they can plot things together. Barnabas (he NEVER goes by Barney, except with Cooper because they’re such old friends) seems like the plotting type. Oh Barnabas, someday I’ll get that backyard!