Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Speaking of Wild

So I was in the kitchen just now, and, of course, I looked out the window for the raccoon. Not there, thank goodness.

My neighbor behind was out mowing his lawn, or I thought it was my neighbor at first. I don't know those people very well, and it took a moment before I knew it was not my neighbor. It was a kid mowing the lawn. About 16 or 17.

No, not my neighbor.

I was sure of it when this kid stopped working, turned toward the house, unzipped his pants, and peed right against the house.

Sure made me think and wonder.

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