So there's always one mishap, or six, when you're hosting a party.
This time it was something I've never encountered.
As we were waiting for all the party guests to arrive,
the kids ran outside to play.
Some were on the trampoline, others on the swing set.
I hear a scream from the backyard,
"EEEEWWHHHHH!!"
I calmly and casually bolted over there as to not alarm the other pint sized guests.
And right underneath one of the swings
was the leftover scraps of a freshly devoured bird.
Awesome.
Apparently my pet Bobcat decided to crash the party the previous night.
Of course I haven't seen him in my backyard since January.
So I wanted to thank him for returning just in time
and leaving such a thoughtful present for Anden's party.
I think Lucy is scarred.
Of course it would be one of the two girls to find the leftover feast.
The boys, on the other hand, thought it was super cool.
So I discreetly grabbed some gloves and heaved the
thanksgiving scraps over the back fence.
While my girlfriends laughed.
Seriously folks,
I live in a master planned community.
How does this stuff find it's way into my yard?!?!
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