So last night I was trying to say my prayers (and believe me I need to because I just got called to be the enrichment committee chair), and through the wall I hear Kate singing, "Spider pig, spider pig, does whatever a spider pig does..." She is totally obsessed with the Simpson's Movie, but she can never remember the name, so she asks to watch the movie with all of the "orange people."
I also wanted to update you all on a near death experience I had lately. Kate had woken me up in the middle of the night, and I couldn't get back to sleep, so I was watching TV (Babies: Special Delivery, if you're curious) at about 3:45 a.m. All of a sudden, in the window well right above my head, was an enormous banging and racket. I thought we were being broken into. I raced upstairs to get Bruce and we look outside and there is a deer completely in our window well. It was kicking the glass and by this point I was thinking, "Great. How do you file a homeowner's claim if a crazy bloody deer runs rampant through your house?" I wanted to call animal control, and Bruce cryptically says, "I can do anything to that deer that animal control can." Except for if he shot it we were going to have to then drag it out to Canyon Road and run over it a couple of times then pitch it to the side to cover our tracks. I was freaking out. We finally decide that we will go out and pull it by its head out of the window well and then run like heck so we didn't get trampled. Admittedly in hindsight there were some holes in the theory but I for sure didn't want the poor thing impaling itself on glass shards on the way into the family room. When we opened the door, the motion light turned on and it gave the deer the extra adrenaline he needed to get out of there. Anticlimactic but still a happy ending.
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Does Bruce have a gun? He doesn't strike me as the type, but in such a situation, it might come in handy.
I am so very glad you are okay and that your house was not mangled by a bloody deer. Ew. Our friends had a horror story like that. They were visiting friends out of state and took their dog along. They left the dog home alone while they went out to eat. While they were gone, the dog freaked out and tried to break through the windows. It then ran with blood paws all over the house, on furniture and beds, white carpet and on anything else it could ruin. I'm not sure if they are still friends with those people.
Also, in blogging etiquette is there such a thing as too long a comment? Because I think this one might be.
Oops, I meant bloody paws.
I think if Wild Bill was still around he would have suggested to send the deer on a mission. Thank goodness for small miracles like automatic lights. Too funny.
I wish I could have seen it! That's hysterical.
I think Spider Pig is a great song--it could have been much worse.
If Big Lar were there he also would have sent the deer on a mission. I just barely figured out that my cat didn't actually go teach the gospel!
P.S. I just want to thank you for allowing me to sing in my head "spider pig, spider pig" I'll pay you back some how.
Bruce says he is flattered that he doesn't seem the "gun type," but rest assured its all a disguise. He could dispose of the deer in several different ways.
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