My children will nod with weary agreement; I have an abiding affection for small, stupid jokes. For instance:
How do you get down off an elephant? You don't get down off an elephant, you get down off a duck!
At which point one child asked "how do you get down off a duck?" and I could say "with a veeery small ladder."
Which is a long way of saying that this feather looked like baby duck down, and it made me think of getting down off an elephant.
And then, to make today a joke filled extravaganza, I offer you a picture of my soft palette. Which is also fuzzy.