Lost and Found
It's a little hard to see here (because my digital camera is the most useless electronic device I've ever owned), but it looked to me like a gilded shark's tooth.
Because I am weird, I didn't throw it away. I simply kept it on my desktop, hoping that whatever object it was from would come back to me, boomerang-style.
About two weeks later, I found this in a bag:
The piece was from a Christmas ornament from my childhood. Her wing had chipped off. I felt oddly sad. I'm gonna get her Krazy Glued up, and she'll be back in action in time to adorn the next tree I lug four avenue blocks and up three flights of stairs with my roommate.