I have always thought of this statue as being Bob and me, so when it fell off my desk, decapitating us, I had to wonder...does this mean that we are goners? Have we lost our heads? Or are we head over heels in love?
Bob glued us back together, so now we are happily reading books and holding bunnies once more, so perhaps it means that even if things go wrong, they can be put right again.
What do you think it means?