There is a time for war and a time to play it cool. There will be no skinning or snapping of necks on this day. I have to wonder though, it must be a bloody mess with that milk all over. There is nothing worse than spilt milk if it has had time to fester. Maybe the thing will drown itself in milk and put an end to the milk mystery.
It's a bit annoying as we have had to slosh it with water each time to try and stop the milk going all bogging in the sun. I suspect something might need killed but hey it's Friday. That's not a killing day!