Suppertime rumblings.
Apparently it's something called Groundhog Day today, or maybe it was yesterday. Anyway, I ignored it because I don't like groundhogs. Very little meat on them, once you have them cleaned and ready for the pot. Besides, I always spend the whole night picking them out of my teeth, and I've never worked out why eating them makes me watch my shadow. So I just snacked on some leftovers from my last experimental subject.
I've been wondering what the Rarely-Glimpsed Slimy Swamp Thing tastes like. Apparently oily fish is good for you, and the Swamp Thing, while it's definitely not a fish, is very oily indeed.
Originally, I assumed the Swamp Thing was Grandmother Dume, but it can't be. I had one of those rare glimpses of it recently and it has two eyes, not one, and neither is on a stalk. So it can't be Granny. Her disappearance at around the time of the first Glimpse of the Swamp Thing must be coincidence. Unless, of course, it wondered what she tasted like.
I expect she was a bit chewy.
