Custom Cobweb Fascinator

Sally loved to dig. In her puppyhood, she attempted to redesign the lawn and gardens with enthusiastically placed holes until I taught her I didn't appreciate her efforts. Then as she grew older, she figured out that she could sneak under the back deck, and covertly excavate to her heart's content. She almost always emerged from her secret missions with three surefire signs of guilt: Her head would be festooned with wreaths of cobwebs, her nose usually had a telltale muddy splodge, and her toenails would be a suspicious shade of brown!

Here she is, rather sheepishly modeling one of her cobweb fascinators.