a plague of parrots

As you can see, the condo in which we stayed was very summery. Nothing screams "Summer fun" like blood red walls and iron crucifixes, right?
Making it even more festive was a jungle of dusty fake foliage, swarming with monkeys, parrots and turtles (?).

Magic Eye Curtains in the living room. If you stare at it long enough you can see Satan riding one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse....and a unicorn.

Reading material in the master suite, decoratively propped between two monkey-reading-a book bookends. Note the Walmart stickers.


Stain on master bed. I'm thinking someone got a bit too excited reading The Preacher's Wife and had an "accident".

One of the three blenders corpses. We killed two in two days. R.I.P.

Turtle on a swing. Hanging over toilet. Imagine walking in to this at 4 am

More turtles, a veritable tower of turtles. I gave up counting the turtles and monkeys. The birds (28) and mirrors (14), however, I did.

Growth on wall.

Monkey playing piano while his brothers read Lonestar Cinderella. I wonder what he's playing?

Decapitated parrots in kitchen. Four of the 28 birds in the condo. Twenty nine if you count the towel swan.