An interesting thing about where my parents live is that there always seems to be neighborhood drama. It has been that way since I can remember. The stories are varied, equally strange and often times unbelievable. But they continue to happen. This year it started with the possum that appeared Christmas night. B spotted it out the window and then the kids proceeded to freak out. My dad tried to chase it down and the dogs were going nuts!!!
The following day we were sitting watching TV in my parents sitting room and my sister asks what is that neighbors dog eating? I immediately thought it was the possum. She looked out the sliding doors and said it's bigger than that. Then she exclaimed, "It's a deer." Yep. The house behind my parents had not one, but two dead deer laying in their backyard. We were all terribly grossed out. So much so that we had to get the binoculars out to get a closer look (pretty common occurrence when strange things go down in da' hood). Apparently one deer had been there for over 2 weeks. As it normally happens my mom said, "That must be against a city code, who should I call?" After some discussion she decided to call animal control. She explained the situation and they told her that someone would come and remove the dead animals. Sometime late in the afternoon they were removed and we all laughed at how random the whole scene was. I even got a couple of shots (pardon the pun) before they were taken away.
