A Fabulous Protector
INKtober~ Day, The Thirteenth
"He looks fabulous!", exclaimed my wife as she removed my Old Hat from the drooping head of the Scarecrow who was won't to appear depressed as his kind often do. She replaced it with her own old hat...
The next morning I was startled to find he had raised his head as if brandishing his new Lady Hat. He... wasn't like other Scarecrows.
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