We had a violent hailstorm two days ago. Freaky. Exciting. Lots of damage. Never seen anything like it. I'll put up a few pictures when I've got time......
Anyway -
This morning I could not wake Andrew up. It was dark and misty outside, he was cozy and cuddly inside. It was also 9:30! Couldn't get him up. So I went outside to seed a few of the bare patches in our backyard. While back there I found a large decapitated bird (from the storm).
(AHA!)
I leaned in the back door and yelled, "ANDREW! I just found a bird in the backyard that got it's head knocked off by the hail."
.03 seconds later he tumbles (he did actually fall - he was trying to run so fast) down the stairs, jumps to his feet, and RUNS outside.
"Where?!!"
1 week ago
4 comments:
HAHAHAHAHA! That is fabulous! (and disgusting all at once) Looks like you have the secret! Poor bird.
See, you don't always have to use your head to get things done
Now that is a good tip. I'll have to file that away for the next time I have a sleepy boy and a headless bird. I love it!
HA! I think branon needs to find one to get me out of bed!
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