The squad made their way across the open desert. Progress was achingly slow as the lone mine-sweeping operator encountered partially buried objects that he couldn’t identify.
“What the hell are they, L-T?” the Sergeant asked the new Lieutenant.
Shaking his head from side to side, the L-T responded, “I have no frickin’ idea.”
Sarge added, “Crazy as it sounds, they kinda remind me of desiccating whale carcasses.”
“Way the hell out here in no-man’s land?” the L-T challenged, “Don’t be…”
That’s when Muffin, the family’s house cat, buried the green plastic figures – along with its fresh turd – in the litter-box.
The Old Blog in the Desert 
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