Dead Ted

Good morning. I first saw this dead body on the edge of a field I was walking along, on a regular route I use. As I looked down it stopped me dead in my tracks, two glassy eyes looking up at me, spooky.  What is this poor creature I see, all mangled and mutilated. I peered closely and was relieved to find that Ted's stuffing was spilling out from a huge gash between it's legs. Thank goodness it wasn't blood and guts, which would have indicated a truly horrifying death. 

I wondered how Ted came to be out in the open air, some distance away from houses. Was a child wandering along and accidentally dropped him, or was he flung over the hedge from a passing car on the road alongside? 

Poor Ted looks like he, I'm assuming it was a boy, has been chopped up and flung about by a passing tractor, as the field has been ploughed on a regular basis in between crops.  

Now, when I pass that particular point, I look out for Ted. I'm thinking of putting up a memorial plaque for him. Here lies Ted, legless, tossed aside, and abandoned. What a terrible way to go. Cruelty to Teds should be a criminal offence. 

Catch ya later. Toodle pip.  ilona