Paper Lantern

Yard Pirates, Anyone?

No, I am not referring to some off-the-wall Christmas yard art. Although, that might be entertaining.Instead, what we have is the following ~

We have a serious dog problem in the Extremely rural neighborhoodish in which we live. By problem, I mean that, between the two neighbors across from us, they have 10 mutts...give or take. Now, I do not endeavor to bat an eye at how many dogs, parrots, giraffs, whatever, that you choose to entertain! My concern lies solely with the disrespect of having so many dogs (aggressive, to boot), that run freely all over the street, and dig craters in our yard.

Where am I going with all of this? Lost my train of thought for a moment there.

Found it again.

My husband likes to close our gate when he leaves for work. It is not the fancy kind where you can simply push a button from inside your vehicle, and watch it swing open. Oh, no! This is like a cattle gate (just about), that we close with a chain. Not sure what that Last part has to do with Anything, so let's simply segue on back to the facts, if we may.

Ah, here we are. My husband ordered some type of weight set. It was not due to arrive until the 12th, but, well, there it SITS...in the yard, right smack Visible to all who drive by! Why is it still sitting there, you ask? It just so happens that there are Several boxes, far too heavy for me to so much as move a foot, much less, the staggering distance it would seem were I to attempt to get them to the porch.

My husband, being on swing shift this week, is not here to help with the matter. I did call him, letting him know that I wish he would stop closing the gate...for this very purpose. He told me to just leave them there, and he will bring them up when he arrives at 11 P.M. I asked him, "And just what would we have done if they would have deposited all of this OUTSIDE the gate, as they sometimes do?" No answer forthcoming.

So, alas...I sit here, hoping, against all odds, that we do not have any porch Yard pirates between now and then. You know, the Dedicated kind that just might bring a dolly, or a...Forklift or some such!