When we got home last night we were talking about what a great day it had been. Mom went to the park with the kids and had a swell time. Then She won $100 on a lottery ticket on the way to Fantomas. Did I already sort of say how great it was? Did I say how much I love Trevor Dunn? :oops:
Anywho, we're talking for a while, Crystal is saying that she had to get up and sit with the dogs because they had been going nuts for the last 45 minutes. And then we hear glass falling, not breaking, falling into the house... what was that? Jamie looks over at the window and there is blood on the blinds!
We lift the blinds and one of the panes in the window was broken. The glass was going both ways... quite a mystery. Carlos, the giant chihuahua, has blood on his paw from a fresh cut and Jamie got a cut from checking everything out. My theory was that a bird flew into the window (the bird poop was a clue) and cracked it. (A robber would have busted the window in the door, right?) Carlos barked like crazy, Crystal came down stairs and held the dog. When we pulled up he ran to the window and pulled down the blinds like he usually does... and he got cut. Poor little guy.
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