toothpick chicken

My husband leaves his toothpicks all over the house.

Not even used ones, just ones he is ABOUT to use.

I find them in the couch, on the couch, on the coffee table, and in between the keys of my computer.

Then I found this: (cue the harps and angels)

This was purchased out of necessity. But it's sooooo cute.

I got it at this store in Bryn Mawr, PA: Via Bellissima. 

I told the owner why I was buying it, and she also had a toothpick horror story, only hers was that her husband stepped on a toothpick when he was a teenager and it went through his foot. He now has a fear of toothpicks, and they aren't allowed in her house.