I knew I heard a thud on the side of the cabin when I was washing dishes. I didn’t think anything of it but my Dad walked onto the porch ten minutes later and found this…
Looks like the little lady thought she was going to come right through the kitchen window, I guess she found out the hard way.
Dad and I buried it in the backyard. He dug a really deep hole so that “nothing will bother it” and when he put the last shovel of dirt on the mound he said, “poor little guy.”
I love my dad so much (:
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