I’m beginning to believe the animals at this house are revolting. Not so much the ones that live here, but the ones that THINK they live here.
You’ve already heard about the poor dog’s smackdown. But this time it was ducks.
In the middle of the street.
IN FRONT OF MY DRIVEWAY.
I honked. I gunned my engine.
Finally, I had to get out my car, walk up to them and wake their asses up. They finally moved.
To the edge of my driveway.
You want to know why people hunt? THIS is why.