A twofer, except they’re both half-assed, no real luck with the video this time, so consider these a teaser until I get better evidence. The video will illustrate it well enough.
So, right after we first moved in, we’d found some fox scat on the driveway, and then not another sign at all, save for a neighbor telling us she’d seen one in the past. When I’m in the upstairs bathroom
You are well aware, naturally, that today is Relate Something That Happened Last Night That Has Nothing To Do With Alcohol Day (that modifier put in there to prevent things from getting really fucking boring, because who needs to hear yet another story about people with no self-control?) and, as fate would have it, I have a nice little tale – had the holiday fallen
We reside in a small housing development, nothing too crowded or active, and with this comes the peculiar concept of the listserv, the ability to e-mail everyone who has subscribed with items of (dubious) collective interest to the homeowners. Not too long back, there came a couple of accounts of cars being ‘broken into,’ only they really weren’t because the owners hadn’t
