In the last few minutes of the last appointment of the day, I heard a loud thud and then spent too much time watching this scene out the window.
And then I unwrapped a truffle only to find it was a chocolate Death Star.
Worse, I went into the fenced-in back yard to plant something and saw this on the ground. That's right, a severed duck foot. But why? And how? My theory is that it is the work of El Chupacabra.
But on the other hand, a little house finch landed on my husband's messenger bag when he was on his way to class. That makes up for the rest of it.
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