More anthropomorphism

Double anthropomorphism - This ostrich was found lying in the freezing, muddy road outside my rural workshop, and spent just as much time as it takes to take a bad phone picture of it as a mascot, before it was returned with it's owner.

Who was it's owner? The grandchild of the man who came walking down the lane with the biggest Golden Retriever I have ever seen, towing him along in it's wake? No, it belonged to the Golden Retriever himself, who ran the last 30 feet toward me to be reunited with his toy -his owner helpless to stop him. This dog is seriously big - it leapt up, putting two feet onto my shoulders, and it stared me in the eyes. It looks like it weighs as much as I do too.

Single anthropomorphism - my cigarette break in the drive of my friend's house this saturday night allowed me to make a bit of pop-art on the windscreen of her Merc. Sadly it started to rain about an hour afterwards. The creature lives on here though.

No anthropomorphism - I thought that we lived nice and central, sitting on the eastern city wall as we do, but look at this compact but adorable city flat - in the moon-shadow of the Abbey - taken as the bells were pealing this Sunday. This is central.