My 87 y/o mom really wanted to visit the Cappadocia region in Turkey. We made it happen!

This is RolyPoly. On the roof. Where he will cry plaintively, until we leave the patio (directly under), and he figures out how to get down by himself. AKA Roly. AKA The Rollster. AKA RoPo. AKA RoliestPoliest.

I'm not entirely sure this exemplifies the spirit of the show/tell request, but I'm proud that I located the source of the gawdawful odor, and disposed of the offender myself!