It's Mo Monday!

We're not sure what all of this stuff was that we found on a picnic table. Apart from what looks like a handle, most of it was too rusty to identify as anything. Someone commented that the one chunk looked sort of like a face. Mo was entranced by that notion.
 

He decided he must have it for a mask. Of course, the metal was surprisingly heavy, far too heavy for his little squirrel forepaws to lift. So, he snarled and snapped at everyone until one brave soul helped him hold it up to his face. The one positive: with a think chunk of metal over his face, Mo couldn't bite anyone.