I am a circle with a missing heart, but I am not broken. I have a skin of gold and sometimes a crown of sugar, yet I have no head. I have a ring but no finger to wear it. I have a body, yet I am hollowed out by my own birth. If you seek my beginning, you will find yourself back at the end. What am I?

In the summer, I protect your feet from the sun. In the winter, I make sure they stay cozy and warm. When you go into the house, leave me by the door, or there will be sand and dirt all over the floor.

I look like a dessert, but I’m not sweet or pink. On a breakfast plate I’m found, next to eggs all hot and fluffy.

It’s black when you buy it, red when you use it, and white when you throw it away. What is it?

first six can be simple debris, or a group of babies born from certain animal families. last three are a container, six sides to be exact. I am what UPS specializes in, when a flat envelope will not do. altogether, we all wish they would learn to flush. We have all seen the videos, so until then, we scoop this clean, so our animals can let their streams free.