I was on my first archaeological dig in the north of Scotland.
On my second day, I discovered the remains of an unusual beast.
Carefully, I sifted away the dirt.
Its skin was decorated with a tartan pattern. Was this the creature that the Scots hunted to make kilts?
It was a quadruped, though for some reason one leg was longer than the others. It also had a long pointed nose, possibly for digging up grubs.
I called my supervisor over to show him my discovery.
“You great numpty!” he replied. “Those are the bagpipes that Hamish lost last year.”