R.I.P. Hoot Trelawney

Today, while I was out shopping for Beanswallow's, Ottis our House Elf, called with some sad news.  It seemed a beautiful little tawney owl was found crushed under a rather large parcel addressed to me.

Naturally, we took care of Hoot's mortal remains in a most dignified and solemn manner.  

Then there was the package!  I went to a lovely playground in the Beanswallow's neighborhood and pondered the old adage "good things are worth the wait".