Almost makes you feel sorry for that crow.
Well, he should have suspected something. I mean really! Look at those teeth, that wicked smile. If I had feathers, you wouldn’t catch me within a furlong of that menace. Or a hectare if I was Canadian, eh.
This Grumblesque beastie is named Stewie, and he’s the creation of hauntress Shelley Spranza. Stewie is, obviously, based on our old friend and general menace, The Grumble. This guy is even larger than his papa. And possibly meaner. Shelley had to sink his stand into a big bucket of concrete to keep him from rampaging through the neighborhood scooping up flaming Whos.
He is definitely cool. Shelley has done an awesome job, and I can’t wait to see him lit up.