Outdoor Critters - 48, New England Patriots - 0. That Was a Quick 48 Hours

My friend Dave returned our Corn Hole set after the birthday party and we stored it in the garage. This Friday, we had a crazy Corn Hole tournament in the backyard and got all our bravado going - we are in competitor's land.

Yesterday, I went into the shed to get the wheelbarrow and it looked like a popcorn factory. The corn was everywhere. Something with large teeth opened up half of Chitunga's New England Patriot's bags (those are what we toss with on Mt. Pleasant). As a result, the bags had to be thrown out.

We also had to empty the shed, sweep it down, and put poison down. There was a rodent orgy in that shed, as the corn was strewn all over the place.

I've learned the lesson. Critters - 48, New England Patriots - 0.

On another note, the reason we needed the wheelbarrow is because I needed to move stone from the front yard to the back. Today, the driveway gets done, and yesterday, they laid concrete for a new sidewalk up to my front door (as well as a step to the door by the garage). They're calling for a day of rain and who knows if they can commit to Mt. Pleasant, but I am hoping so.

Hoping they might pave a few critters into the ground, as well.

I was telling the pavement guys that one only needs to be a homeowner for a year before they realize that Nature triumphs every time. Human civilization can only do so much before the grass takes over, the insects invade, and the furry-tased creatures eat your Corn Hole bags.

Sadly, insurance rarely covers any of it, but we pay it - well, because that's what you do.

Today, another day. Glad to know that the bags really do have corn in them!