I made this little fella a few years ago when I was bored at work. I called him Quackles. Miss you, little dude.

I didn't have an opportunity to bake him. He was broken by an idiot work colleague. So Quackles' remains ended up on the back of the idiot's head.

Quackles would've wanted it that way.

It's actually a clay-based soil I used. But you have given me an idea.