ok, so my landlords have a son... his name is Blake. He was recently in the local paper for the fundraising Bball tourney for Noah Smith.
Noble character you say? One might be led to believe so... however last night (somewhere around 10:30pm) he came home (I heard him/them come up the driveway.) there was a commotion of voices...
and a loud boom! my windows rattled, cats hair stood on end... I figured maybe he/they were playing basketball and had hit a window [of mine.]
Woke up this morning, got ready for work, walked out to my car, and saw damage worthy of a beaver's chew or the end post of the porch roof. So, either we have a mighty huge beaver walking the property... or Mr. Lawrence made a booboo and chose not to inform me of his particular dilemma!
