Sure, we head back to the house, to rest a minute, maybe catch some lunch. Lance sits down at the table, looks back fondly on the creation we are making for the grandkids, and sputters out some fowl language. (Yes, I spelled that right - read on).
He "bellows" (that sounds right) for me to look out at the playhouse we have been working on - I comment that I have never seen a goose do that before, Hubby responds with "what - taking a crap"
"No, I have never seen them fly up to sit on a roof", and I haven't - they are kinda heavy birds and don't usually go perching on roofs.
Lance responds "I bet they are crapping all over the roof of the playhouse!" #%!!#
Well we ate our lunch and went back out to work on the play house and, can you see it......
That was two days ago, and Lance is still ranting! We now have a "Robotic Owl" with motion sensors stationed at the playhouse!
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