This past week my dad has been visiting me here is cool Minnesota. The weather has been wonderful for working. We got a lot of things accomplished in the short amount of time. I believe on of my dad's favorite parts of the week was when he buried a body in the backyard. We were out getting rid of all of the little trees that were growing in my yard. I also raked up a lot of twigs and leaves. Dad in the meantime was getting soil out of my bags of sod and putting the dirt up next to the house. While I was raking stuff up near the garage I found a body. Don't you worry....I screamed like a little girl. There it was lying there with its beady eyeball staring blankly at me. What a sight! I have near had a body in my yard. My dad just picked up the shovel and dug a shallow grave, where we laid the poor guy to rest.
Today I talked to my neighbor about the body. I found out that my neighbor has a bee bee gun, which he will illegally shot the invaders in his playhouse. They have been breaking ruining his garage and playhouse. There are some seriously conniving creatures around here. Poor little squirrels, rest in peace (at least the neighbor is no longer leaving warfarin (Coumadin) around to kill you).
Today I talked to my neighbor about the body. I found out that my neighbor has a bee bee gun, which he will illegally shot the invaders in his playhouse. They have been breaking ruining his garage and playhouse. There are some seriously conniving creatures around here. Poor little squirrels, rest in peace (at least the neighbor is no longer leaving warfarin (Coumadin) around to kill you).
