Poarta, 29 August

After deciding to go out for a walk I stepped out into the courtyard. I crept quietly past this towering hairy thing with a pointy head, afraid that it might awaken from its afternoon nap and go after me. Later I realized that it was impaled on a long wooden stake (Vlad must still be working in the neighborhood) and it couldn't budge no matter how hard it tried to intimidate me.