Kath and I found this on a pre-TAFE walk last week:
If it’s hard to tell that it’s a Tiger mauling some other creature, it’s because we were laughing so hard that we were unable to get a steady shot. This is Kath being a ti-grr.
I haven’t been able to find anything on the internets except for this pic, which fails to illustrate the complete bizarre-ness off this garden. In the middle of a very typical inner-west street, complete with high fencing to keep dodgy types out