Quite a Kerfuffle
Last night, around 3:30am, I woke to the sound of a crash outside followed by 5 minutes of some sort of animals screamin' and scrappin' in the front yard. Baby G and I went to the window to see what was causing this commotion but could only make out vague black shapes running and fighting in the two piles of leaves I had raked the other day. (Thanks for messing up my piles, weird animals.)
As quickly as they had crashed into the yard, they vanished. The cats were as confused as we were but went into "protection" mode anyway. (How sweet: lil' Daxie with no front claws was going to protect me from the baddies outside!) Baby G and I didn't know what kind of creatures had stirred us. We guessed opossum, squirrel, or raccoon. But none of those sounded quite right. Baby G suggested it could have been a large hare or possibly an escaped ferret.
Nah, I said, this was definitely the work of mini-C.H.U.D.
2 comments:
It was me.
I destroyed your piles and I was in your yard last night screaming and rolling around.
What are friends for, anyway?
Thanks for mowing the lawn --- the piles don't have to be bagged now. As Mr Burns would say, "Eggs-a-lent."
No, seriously, thanks for mowing the lawn! I think I found a C.H.U.D. ear in the yard, so you got the little bugger. He won't be bothering anyone ever again.
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