This morning I was plucking quarters from the change in my flower vase "piggy bank". (Yep, it's down to that again.) Then the quarters ran out and things got all nickel-and-dimey up in here. Literally. But hey, the cool thing is that I then discovered a mysterious treasure, inexplicably mixed in with all the change from the flower vase. It appears to be a fossilized Goldfish cracker. Once upon a time, probably during the Eisenhower Obama administration, it had been a light golden orange color, but when found today it was instead a lovely, mottled grey-green shade. It was petrified all nice n' hard, yet surprisingly lightweight. Sorta like a piece of balsa wood painted in camouflage colors. I put it in teen daughter Victoria's bed. On top of her. While she screeched and tried to squirm away. Nobody escapes the Grey-Green Goblin Goldfish! NOBODY!!! Bwahahahahahaha
I'd only give it AU - Details, so save your money and don't bother sending it in. Oh wait, this isn't a post from a newbie collector
Back when I was in archaeology, I read William Rathje's book about his "projet du garbage" at U of Az. His students excavated a town garbage dump just like a regular dig site and made inferences about human behavior (we throw out a lot of fruits and vegetables!). What was amazing was that perishables interred 40+ years earlier looked completely fresh and undecayed, protected in the airless environment. Your goldfishy has oxidized, I am afraid. Before you eat it, better check that Simpsons' episode where Homer licks the sacred toad as a preview of what you might experience!
Ah, but how to melt it, one wonders? In its hardened, petrified state, it's not terribly "melty". It does have some jewelry potential, perhaps. Maybe with a little lacquer, hung on a pendant... Conversation piece!
Wait... wait... I think the visions are beginning... I see colors! There are stars! A dark, gauzy figure approaches me from the multicolored mist. Lo, it speaks! And it hath revealed its wisdom to me...
I found a silver quarter in my jar recently. My wife must have gotten it because i would have noticed immediately.
This one might've been the dog, actually. Ladymarcovan's Pomeranian, Bosco (I just call him "Hairball") likes to beg when food is around. Perfectly normal dog behavior, right? But sometimes you toss him something and he'll suddenly get all finicky. He is noticeably "meh" about Goldfish crackers. Probably picked that one up, carried it in his mouth for a moment, then *ptui!* spat it back out. Right into my change vase. It's plausible, considering the location of the vase. And Hairball the Pomeranian's behavior. He will regularly refuse a Goldfish cracker, and once I saw him reject a piece of hamburger (!) But he will eat carrots with gusto. I've never seen a dog that would eat carrots or tomatoes before. He ain't right, that one. He just ain't right. I'll bet he did it.
Don't know about AU, but there's definitely some environmental damage and unattractive toning - body bag specimen for sure
We had a vizsla that would eat anything as long as it was crunchy.. carrots, green peppers, turnips, broccoli stems.... I think has to do with being very inbred.