Hey everyone, I just need to vent and tell a little story!
Well a month ago I pulled up to my house, looked in the back seat, and both of my little guys were sleeping. So I pulled them both out of their car seats, threw them over my shoulder, and walked towards the house. coming up my walkway I slipped and went down pretty hard on the concrete. Luckily I went down on my back, so the kids weren't hurt. (they actualy never woke up)
Well I put them down and went back outside. My garbage was ripped apart. Ok raccoon's Skunks, whatever, I bagged it back up and went inside.
FF to the following week, I walked out the front and was greeted by a bum going threw my garbage. He was obv looking for cans. I told him he didn't have to tear the bags and put it all over the place! He said it wasn't him. I said ok and left it at that. 3 days later I come home, and there the garbage is all over the place! Garbage was even in the trees! I was so pissed, that I walked up to the woods, where the bums live, and told them never to go near my house again! Again they said it was not them!
Well my garbage was ripped open 2 more times before yesterday. I asked my neighbors if they have seen anything, and their reply is uaually just bums!
Well yesterday I was sitting down with my boys, eating dinner. I then heard the garbage being knocked over. I jumped up thinking "haha I got you now!" I crept up to the front door, opened it a little, and said "YO!" Much to my surprise, and absolute shock, there stood the biggest Hawk I have ever put my eyes on! He opened his wings, and I almost pooped my pants.
Well there is my rant, I think I owe my friendly neighborhood can collectors a nice dinner. I am thinking of buying a couple pizzas and a case of beer for these guys. And when I approach the woods I will certainly be waving a white flag!
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