I got out to my car this morning and this is what I saw.
Apparently the thieves had no use for Always Feminine Wipes, an old Christmas CD or a broken dog collar. The only thing that I know is missing is about 67 cents. Assholes. Too bad the canister of pepper spray didn't accidentally discharge when they were rifling though my stuff. . .
In an attempt to bring balance to this post and overcome evil with good I bring you this picture of Oliver's squirrel obsession. This is what he loves and it makes me smile. Notice that there is no grass under his little feet??
His ears resemble the flying nun and his little rear "thigh" muscles are ripped. As long as he doesn't figure out how to actually get over the fence we will all just sit, watch and smile.
1 comment:
Ugh! That's just the worst. So sorry.
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