Friday, November 30, 2007


Nablopomo finished today and I didn't quite manage it.

But I was in hospital for a few days!

Or was madly trying to be organised for being hospital.

Or burning down my house!

I did manage 30 posts for the month though so I feel like that was a reasonable effort towards the goal.

Lightening would be so proud of me!!

I'm SOOOOO excited!! I'm sitting here reading over our latest electricity bill and its down by a whopping $350!! We will be $100 in credit by the time we get our next bill.

Now. The trick is to keep it low through this quarter when we are using the air con. Sigh.

But still $350!!!

It's so nice to be home

In my own bed!

Without alarms or bells or lights going off at all hours of the night.

Without nurses poking at me or injecting me in the middle of the night.

Or having full blown conversations with me then expecting me to pop right back to sleep.

I'm going really well. I have not lifted a finger, had a g/f visit for lunch and have caught up on some reading and web surfing from the comfort of my bed and numerous plump pillows.

I've been quite surprised that I am not in more pain. I have only been needing a bit of panadol the past two days for my uncomfortableness. And that's all it is. A feeling of being uncomfortable. I must be really lucky on this occasion methinks.

Thursday, November 29, 2007

I'm Home

I'm home, I'm home!!

Need to get some sleep right now, but will catch you all up tomorrow.

Monday, November 26, 2007

Found It!!

Was under the bed! lol

Have scoffed down 3 pieces of dark choccy and am now at peace.


I am making up shit to post about to make up for my absence later in the week.

But you love me anyway!

Less than 20 minutes

And I still haven't found the damn chocolate!!!

Thank God for Girlfriends!

My g/f's keep me sane.

One of the them the day before my op made comment about them ripping my guts out on the slab. That was Anja - always helping me keep things real! lol (ok ok the ripping the guts out bit was mine, but the slab bit was all hers!)

And here is Nikki's ode to my uterus -

U is for unique which is what you are
T is for terrific, I admire you from afar
E is for excellent, our friendship I can't compare
R is for rambunctious, you handle life with flair
U is for understanding, your compassion knows no end
S is for super, I am glad you are my friend

Oh OK, its an ode to me. But it made me giggle and Nikki is a doll.

ooooooo and we mustn't forget the final countdown song that was our email loop theme song for last weekend.

Now if they would just send me chocolate..........................

luv ya's!

(see my lovies - now you girls are stars in bloggity ville lol)



Rightio then!

Where's the damn chocolate gone??

I only have 1 hour and 25 minutes more that I can eat for and I want chocolate now!!


Sunday, November 25, 2007

Up Goes The Tree

No not in flames.

Just up.

As in erected.

In our living room.

Did I mention that I'm talking about the Christmas tree?

TJ loves the tree. This one is quite piddly compared to what we've had in years past, but it will do for this year. We'll get a nice sumptuous one after chrissy when Target discounts them all. lol

TJ has also put together a little 60cm tree that I picked up for $5 after last Christmas. It came complete with lights, tinsel and decorations. It will go on the dining table when we finish cleaning the kitchen/dining room.

If we ever finish cleaning the kitchen/dining room. Sigh.

Saturday, November 24, 2007

What A Mess!

Yesterday I was just feeling daft for having a damn fire in the kitchen.

So today on top of feeling stupid, I also feel guilty. I haven't been able to help cleaning the kitchen up. Every time I stepped foot near it I started coughing. Asthma type coughing. Argh.

I only usually get asthma if I have a bad cold and it goes to my chest. Since I quit smoking a few years back, I only get it a couple of times a year if I'm unlucky, but I had asthma last night after the lungful of crap I inhaled trying to put out the fire. I've never had an asthma attack on the fireground. But then bushfire smoke doesn't contain fumes from chemicals/plastics etc either

Consequently my poor hubby, who has had 3 out of state trips this week and is leaving for another one tomorrow morning, has had to spend the entire day cleaning the kitchen for me. Every wall, every surface, every cupboard has smoke/soot/fire extinguisher powder on or in it.

He hasn't made it up to the ceiling yet and part of the upper walls (our ceiling is 11ft high in places) but when I peeked in for a look a little while ago, he'd cleaned up enough that I was OK. I guess the kids and I will clean out some more of the cupboards tomorrow.

Maybe then I won't feel so damn useless, after I've done something.

Friday, November 23, 2007

Anyone Else Nearly Burn Down Their Home Today?

have noticed this funny little thing happen to me over the past 6 months. Sometimes if I've been busy (like I have a bit lately), when I sit down quietly for a few minutes I fall asleep. I might only sleep for 15 minutes, but I seriously just can't keep my eyes open. This is important in understanding what happened this afternoon.

I dyed my hair this morning. Then had a shower to rinse it out. Hopped out of the shower and had to wander in the living room to find some clothes, then wandered out to the kitchen thinking a hash brown would hit the spot. I turned on the stove element, put the saucepan with some oil in it on the element, popped a hash brown in and wandered back into the bedroom to get dressed. I got distracted by a phone call. I then found myself sitting for a minute and feeling this wave of tiredness wash over me. Next thing I know the smoke alarm is going off and my kitchen is on fire!

I grab the fire extinguisher and the damn thing jammed so I've grabbed the phone and called 000. Meantime the flames are half way up the frickin wall! I then attempted to smother the flames and remove the saucepan from the heat, but was too late. I ran out of the room when I heard a hissing sound coming from an aerosol can on a shelf above the microwave near the stove. A minute or two later it exploded, punching a whole in the dining room wall and shooting flames everywhere. Sounded and looked quite scary. I've dealt with much bigger fires n the bush, but it's a little different having one in your own kitchen, then having something explode and watching flames shooting out into your laundry.

I ended up with 6 police officers in 3 different cars, 2 fire trucks an ambulance and country energy out the front of the house. The neighbours will have a field day gossiping about this!

There isn't any structural damage, but boy is it a MESS! There would have been no damage, apart from smoke damage, except for the saucepan and stovetop if the can hadn't exploded. And you never know just how many cobwebs you have until they are covered in soot. My whole kitchen/dining is covered in white dry chemical powder. My half burnt microwave and a packet of half burnt napkins are sitting on the front lawn. The burnt saucepan, kitchen scales, recipe books etc are sitting on the back lawn.

I called a g/f to pick me up so I could go somewhere to calm down and make some phonecalls. So we ducked past the school and picked up the kids. CJ hops in the car and says to me "geez you look like you're having a bad hair day mum". I say "honey you have NO idea". My g/f's daughter sniggers from the backseat. Then TJ tells me that they heard sirens during assembly and wonders out loud where they were going. I tells him very calmly "oh they were just going to our house". We spent the rest of the afternoon at my g/f's home with her hubby telling TJ that "my wife is a better cook than your mum cos she hasn't burnt the house down..... yet".

Poor CJ was devastated when we got home and discovered that a painting she had made for me was burnt and the hand decorated glass she was given at her auntie's wedding had been broken when the firemen opened the windows to ventilate the house.

TJ is most concerned that we have two less options for cooking food now that the stove and microwave are fubar. He was most relieved when I reminded him that we still have the electric frying pan and the BBQ. He was also very concerned that our food might have got damaged, but then he remembered that the pantry is on the other side of the kitchen well away from the fire. Boys. Always thinking with their stomachs!

Hubby was just concerned that I saved the kettle. He let out a yowl of protest when I informed him that his cappacino's were ash and the moccona was stuffed. So nice that his priorities are straight.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

And so it begins.............

CJ started thinking about her Christmas wish list today.

I have only myself to blame. Yesterday, I had been skiting to my g/f's how I was going to ask for a triple dose of Johnny and Orlando for Christmas. Then while we were driving past the video store on our way to get pizza, I commented to my kids that Pirates 3 was out on DVD this week. The kids of course went "COOL! We'll have to get that". I stupidly tells them that I'm going to ask Santa for it for Christmas cos I've been a good girl.

That got them thinking.

So today CJ's list stands at

* Pixel chick babysitter ("but I'll have to hide it from my friends")
* Mr Bean's Holiday DVD
* a Ping Pong Table
* a Pool for the backyard (and not a wading pool either!)
* a Basketball Hoop

And they still have over a month to add to their already rapidly expanding lists.

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Not Happy Jan!

CJ was invited to a party on Saturday afternoon and so was her friend H.

H's parents are out of town this w/e so asked me if H could stay with us for the w/e so she could go to the party. This was organised over 2 weeks ago.

Yesterday CJ came home telling me about another invitation that she was meant to be getting today for a second party that is a sleepover party on Saturday. H isn't invited to the second party.

We've told her that she cannot break the existing plan so that she can go to both parties leaving H unable to go to the first one. We told her that it wouldn't be fair to H and that friends did not dump each other if they had a better offer on short notice leaving one in the lurch.

She is NOT happy.

I told her life isn't fair. lol ooooo I'm a mean mummy!

That was this morning.

This afternoon I got meaner.

She came home from school in a FOUL mood having received said second invitation and having spent the day being harassed by her other friends telling her to make H do something else.

This made me quite cranky. I told CJ after half an hour of grumbling, snapping and dirty looks in the supermarket that if her friends were that selfish, then they were not the kind of girls I wanted her hanging around with. After more grumbling and dirty looks I then told her that if she wanted to be cranky at me because HER FRIENDS were selfish and disorganised with not getting invitations out on decent notice, that I could and would cancel her acceptance to the first party and she could stay home for the weekend.

She was all sweetness and light after a mere 5 minutes.


One Week............

One week and counting down to my op. I received all my pre-op info from the hospital the other day and have my pre-anaesthetic check tomorrow.

I have done a double grocery shop today so that poor old hubby doesn't have to worry about much else other than perishables next week.

Swimming pool entries have been paid in advance so mum doesn't have to worry about sending change with the kids to school next week.

Hubby FINALLY got my Christmas boxes out so I can start seeing what I've got and start decorating.

Its all systems go really.

Oh, I've tried to invite a few people to my "farewell uterus piss up" on Saturday night, but they seem to think I'm joking............. Might change their minds when I ring them at 7pm on Sat night and slur "WHERE ARE YOU?" lol

Monday, November 19, 2007

Watch This Space

I have been flitting about socialising (well playing cards till all hours of the night whilst laughing at and confounding drunk people) and trying to organise my shit for numerous things so will get to catch up with you all tomorrow and shall post my little heart out to make up for my absence! lol

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Selective Memory

I am so NOT a morning person! I don't get up till 7:30 on a school morning........ and sometimes I snooze till 7:45.

CJ had to be at school this morning at 6:30 to leave on an excursion to Canberra. When I found out hubby was going to be home this morning I did a little happy dance as I was not going to have to drag my sorry arse out of bed at some God forsaken hour of the morning.

Yeah I know it's only an hour and a half earlier that I would have had to get up. BUT I FIND 7:30 HARD!

Damn hubby forgot didn't he. Damn hubby organised to start work at 6 am this morning didn't he. So I had to get up at 6 am didn't I. He refuses to believe that I told him she had to be there at 6:30. I recounted the whole conversation with him, even told him when we had the discussion. Nope. No memory of it whatsoever.

But........... I refused to get up at 5:30 to take him to work. He had to walk. In the dark. HA!

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Hay Burning

We've been called out to 4 hay shed fires in the space of 5 days.

All those little showers of rain we had last month led to hay being baled damp and now its all igniting and going up in smoke! As if the poor farmers don't already have enough problems with the drought.

*shakes head*

The poor bloke who's place we were called to today had already had one shed go up last Friday. The shed that went up today is next to his wheat field so we are keeping a careful eye on it so that he doesn't also lose his crop.

At least we haven't had anything light up in a national park yet from lightning strikes!

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

stupid Stupid STOOOOPID Mummy!

A friend of mine got her Chrisco delivery on the weekend. She doesn't drink coke and is allergic to cheese so bought some of the things he wasn't going to use around to our place for the kids.

Included in the goodies were two coke 6 packs. One pack regular, one pack diet.

We had a gaggle of kids around on Sunday so let them have some of the cans. TJ was allowed ONE can of diet coke. I think he snuck more than that.

How do I know he snuck more than he was allowed? COS THE DAMN KID IS BOUNCING OFF MY WALLS!


He was squirming so much though his piano lesson that I was waiting for him to fall off the stool. Five minutes in the car this morning on the way to school made my head want to explode. And shopping this afternoon............... I shoulda taken a leash to attach to his shorts and binded his hands!

And now I'm going to have to detox him at the worst time of the year for doing so.

*longer more dramatic sighs*

Should never have allowed even a little coke. Stupid, Stupid STOOOOPID mummy!

*gets out the elimination diet list*

Monday, November 12, 2007

Menu Plan Monday

  • Monday - Bacon and Eggs

  • Tuesday - Chicken Schnitzel Burgers

  • Wednesday - BBQ'd sausages and vege's (zuchinni, carrot, new potatoes)

  • Thursday - Chicken Salad

  • Friday - Rissoles, vege's and potatoe wedges

  • Saturday - Steak with pasta and vege's

  • Sunday - BBQ with salad
Nothing exciting this week - just a week full of quick and easy meals. I'll be also making up shepards pies and some pasta dishes to go in the freezer for easy meals when recovering from my op.

Find more menu ideas at Laura's

Sunday, November 11, 2007

The Water Fight

I ended up with four giggly preteen girls at my house today. They decided to have a water fight. hehehe. Hubby was in a playful mood. hehehe. His sister was here and up for some mischief too........

So they stole some water bombs, filled them up and hid behind the water tank to ambush the little girls................ well I think you can imagine the resulting screaming that happened.......... but did it stop there?


Having run out of water bombs they then went and found buckets to give the girls a proper soaking! Then the girls did something really really silly............ the got on the trampoline. We have a 3 metre round trampoline with a safety net on it. They were sitting ducks for what was to come................... 4 buckets and the hose! They screamed so loud they scared the dog!!

Good thing CJ has lots of cl0thes - those girls were SATURATED!! And the big kids? Barely a splash on them. LOL

(disclaimer - only undrinkable tank water was used in the arming of soldiers in this battle skirmish)

Saturday, November 10, 2007

The Wish List

It's nearly that time of year when I put together my "wish list".

My hubby is a hit and miss gift giver. Sometimes he gets it right, sometimes he's WAYYYYYYYY off base. he's usually not to bad with practical stuff (like a new electric frying pan) but is hopeless at luxuries (like perfume) My hubby and I know each other quite well, but we have different interests. For example, I'm a reader, he's not. So he could tell you that I read a lot, but probably not what I read. Or when it comes to candles, soap or perfume he could tell you that I'm sensitive to some scents, but can never quite remember which ones. They aren't the kind of details he naturally pays attention to - it's not part of his makeup.

Now it has become obvious to me, after many years off banging my head against the brick wall in frustration, that he and I think differently. I cannot reasonably expect him to "figure out" what would make me smile or we both end up frustrated and disappointed. Me, because I was too stubborn to admit that it was OK that he needs some help and him because he'd gotten it wrong again. So now I make him a list of things that I would like.

A few years ago I started writing my hubby a list. I know some people will say "but if I have to tell him its not a surprise". Well no, but you won't be disappointed either. And it gives them options.

One year, I actually handed him $200, a list and said "go fetch" as I pushed him out the door. He went to the local department store and was laughed at by one of the sales attendants for being so pathetic. BUT. I wrote that list thinking that he'd get 2 or 3 things off it and that I'd still get a surprise as I wouldn't know which things they were.

I got a surprise all right. With some careful choices he managed to stretch the money to get every damn thing on the list!! Including a gorgeous watch that was EXACTLY what I would have picked for myself. Was the best Christmas or Birthday I've ever had!! And he felt GREAT because he knew I was going to like or wanted everything he got.

Now............ where did I put that Regency Jeweller's catalogue........ I might include some pictures with my list this year........... LOL!

Friday, November 9, 2007

And Now We Get To Clean The Carpet..........

Last night I decided to defrost my upright deep freezer. From experience I know to put some trays down to catch some of the drips, but the thing that catches the most water is to put some towels around the front of the door.

I had forgotten about our floors.

See, this house seems like it was put together rather quickly without much thought. The floors all run toward the middle of the slab. So instead of water puddling around the front of the freezer as it defrosted, it dripped onto the floor, ran behind the fridge, under the wall and out into the middle of my living room!

If I have a flood in the laundry I end up with water all over the toilet floor as well that then runs through to the hallway. And there is no floor drainage in any wet area.

So tomorrow we get to clean the carpet to get rid of the water stain. And I thought I was simply defrosting my freezer!

The Ex Freak Show Part 2578493

Yeah so I'm a couple of hours late in making this blog entry. Bite me!

My ex mum in law rang tonight to see if there was anything I would like taken up to my daughter. They are going up for a visit next week. Lovely, lovely lady. My ex father in law - lovely lovely fella. It's been 13 years since the split, yet they still buy me Christmas presents, have all my children call them grandma and grandpa and are in regular contact. Can't even begin to imagine how they spawned the demon child they call son, but they did. .

The last time I talked to Satan incarnate things were OK. They are never "good", not even "fine". "OK" is the best it ever gets with him. Apparently I was mistaken. The schizoid prick is on his control freak kick again and I am on the outer. We have an agreement, because of past issues, that my daughter and husband don't speak to each other. Apparently I somehow have proven that I am untrustworthy by letting my husband answer HIS OWN PHONE IN HIS OWN HOME on a WEEKDAY DURING SCHOOL HOURS when my daughter is meant to be at school. Mind you it wasn't my daughter who rang. It was the sanity challenged one wanting a favour. But I broke the agreement. Go figure. Oh that's right. I'M NOT A NUTCASE! NO WONDER IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE TO ME!!

So now the paranoid arse bandit won't sign off our new custody/access agreement that he's been stuffing me around with for the past 4 months. He's also fighting with his parents who dared to tell him he wasn't being fair. They don't know if they are even going to get to see her when they go up but they are going to try.

My chances of getting to see my girl over the Christmas hol's are getting slim. I haven't seen her since January. And he wonders why I resent him.

I want to see my baby.

Time to see if I have any rabbits left in my hat.

I hope the manipulative, lunatic scumbag zealot gets hit by a meteor.

A freakin' big one.

Would serve him right.

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Letter From Lou

My Lou wrote us a letter!!

Without being asked to!!!

This is HUGE!!

She likes to get letters. She likes to get parcels. She likes to get emails. But she isn't very good at reciprocating in kind. I may get one email for every ten I send her for example.

It was quite interesting too. She needs her little sister's advice on making friends.

My girl's don't only look different. One has straight blonde hair, the other curly dark hair. They are as different as chalk and cheese in everything they think and do. Lou is a bit of a loner who would love to be everyone's friend, but has great difficulty in making or being a friend. CJ is a social queen. She has always been accepted by any and all, and just knows how to make other people feel at ease. Unfortunately what is natural instinct for CJ goes against natural instinct for Lou.

I hate seeing my girl so unsure of herself. We always knew that her teenage years would be difficult because of her lack of social skills and her inability to read people. She's just at the start of it though and its already as hard as I imagined. I can only pray it doesn't get worse.

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Home Body

I was chatting with my mum earlier. As we do. These days.

Anyhow, she tells me that my cousin who was meant to be moving from Dubbo to Brisbane, because her husband was offered a job up there a few months ago, is no longer moving. She said, with some surprise, that despite W being a truck driver and used to being away so much that he is really quite a home body and missed his family so much that he couldn't wait for them to move up to Brissie to join him so quit and went home to them.

I dunno why she was surprised. Made perfect sense to me. My hubby drives for a living too. On any given day he could be in Melbourne, Brisbane, Sydney, Adelaide, Tamworth, Dubbo, Mildura, Canberra, Coff's Harbour or anywhere in between. He's is usually only away 4 nights a week, though it varies.

Thing is, when he's home, he's home. It can be hard to get him out of the house, so we don't go out much, or go away much. And when he's home he likes us to be home too so we mainly hang around the house doing........ I dunno, just stuff. Just normal, average, everyday stuff. The kids and I do most of our socialising etc through the week.

Some people are surprised by how close hubby and I are. They think because he's away so much that we mustn't have much time for each other or to talk. But we do talk. All the time. I call him every night before I go to bed. We catch up on whats happened through the day and discuss any decisions that need to be made, and just anything else that comes to mind. He always calls me through the day to see how my day is and to let me know when he's back on the road and when he'll be home. He actually gets upset with me if I don't call him to say goodnight. I get upset with him if he doesn't kiss me goodnight every night that he's home.

I think, no I know, that we talk more than a lot of other married couples we know and more often that not we even know whats going on in the other one's head. That can be interesting. lol It also means that we don't usually have hours or days to dance around issues trying to figure out what the other one is thinking or wanting or needing or ticked about and ending up in a big fight in the meantime. We just have to spit it out or suck it up.

I know a lot of couples couldn't live with the added pressure of one partner being absent half the week or more. And I won't sugar coat it. It's not easy. My cousin calls it being a part time widow. And it's what you are. Part time wife, part time single parent and always having to balance the two. I have to be able to cope on my own when he's not home, but also remember to make sure to step back and let him be the husband and father when he's here and we've had to learn to make our time as a family count. But it works for us and I guess that's all that matters.

Monday, November 5, 2007

Menu Plan Monday

Monday - Sausage Sizzle

Tuesday - FIsh and Chips
Baking - Cinamon Tea Cake

Wednesday - Steak with Carbonara and salad

Thursday - Shepard's Pie
Baking - Pikelets

Friday - Grilled chicken pieces with Sweet potato salad.

Saturday - BBQ at mums - taking meat and beetroot lol
Baking - Chocolate Cake, Date Loaf

Sunday - Home made Hamburgers and oven baked spicy potato wedges

Woohooo - I'm done!! And not last minuted either! lol

Find more menu ideas at Laura's

Sunday, November 4, 2007

My hubby the bastard sneak!

I have yet again caught my darling hubby (sarcastic form) sneaking up on me.

It's a great game you see.

He stalks me. Silently. Stealthily.
Until he is standing somewhere close to me
He then waits for me to notice him at which time I usually scream and have heart palpitations!!

Or if I'm sitting on the bed reading or talking with my *net friends*, he will silently crawl in the door then around the foot of the bed until he can pop up dramatically behind me.

And this is a highly amusing sport to him.

To me? Not so much. Actually not at all. If I wanted to die from fright I would try skydiving or base jumping or swimming with sharks. I am sick to death of having the bejeezus scared out of me on a regular basis. A girl can only take so much fright in her life.

But does it end with a scream?


He then laughs at me and expects me to act affectionately towards him. Probably thinks he deserves a rewarding pat for his sneaky prowess.

Last thing I want to do after having him make me scream is kiss the daft man. Truth be told I want to throttle him. Repeatedly.


I should hide his teeth

Saturday, November 3, 2007

There's A Screwdriver Jammed Into My Door Frame

There is a screwdriver jammed into the door frame of my bedroom. Hubby has run the coax cable for the radio scanner through our bedroom window, then hooked it above our bedroom door to run out to the living room where he has the scanner on full blast. There was a gap in the door frame so he's stuck the screwdriver into it to hold the coax there. LOL He's such a handy man!

Sigh. I really don't give a crap what the cops are up to tonight! The scanner is useful when we have crews at a fire or other incident so that we can hear whats happening but I hate it when he adds the cop's channels into it. It NEVER SHUTS UP! Its worse than a 3 year old! And I'm not that bigga sticky beak that I need to know all the criminal activities of everyone in town.

I call it "the squawk box". Hubby is HIGHLY offended by that name for his precious toy! I know!! I'll make it a Squawk Box label for it to stick on it while he's away next week. Heehee. That'll get him going!

Friday, November 2, 2007

Out Damn Paperwork!

I've been sitting here this evening doing paperwork. Brigade activity summaries, member activity summaries, time sheets....... and its driving me nuts! My totals don't balance. ARGH!!!

I give up. I've printed everything out and will go over it tomorrow to figure out where I have stuffed up.

BUT. At least I now have the bones of what I was trying to do. My figures mightn't quite add up yet, but my forms are created and will work once my brain finishes with its frozen moment!

I do finally feel like I'm getting somewhere with setting up the new records system though. Now if I could just wave a magic wand and have someone archive the old brigade records for me I'd be a happy chicky!

Thursday, November 1, 2007

Not The Bunnies!!

My cat has been so lazy today.

"Yes but all cats are lazy." I can hear you saying.

But are all cats so lazy that when being tormented and place into awkward poses all they can do in response is mouth a soundless meow? Or how about knowing that you are in the car and not jumping off it even after you start driving out the driveway lazy?

That's how lazy he was today.

Must have been the rabbit.

Now we normally have our cats inside by the kids bedtime, but last night with sick kids I didn't go looking for them till later. Meantime Coal (hubby's cat) had caught a rabbit. A wild grey one. Not someones pet. You can usually count anywhere from 6 to 20 of the things in our street at night. Sox (my cat) waited until Coal was off guard then stole it from her. Hubby and I were not chasing them chasing each other with the dead rabbit at 11 o'clock at night so went to bed and left them to it. Must have been a very merry chase indeed for him to be this tired today! LOL