June 1st, 2009

Frank the creepy ass owl

Remember Frank?

He remembers you.

No, I'm kidding. But I think I seriously just creeped myself out.

Anyhoo, Frank still sits in the back garden mocking me, although he's getting a little overrun with daylilies and roses.

I hope he has allergies, the bastard.

*cough* Long story short for those new to the f-list, I have a creepy statuary owl named Frank (click the tag) in the backyard that stalks me from time to time.

What? Doesn't everyone?

So I get this email yesterday from a friend who lives all the way across town:
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Subject: An owl

Carrie,

I just wanted to let you know that I have a friend of yours on the porch across the street that just stares at me. I need to take a picture and send it to you. I think it could be your owl's brother. Creepy!!

Maybe I'll see you tomorrow at the pool!

Sunny

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Dear God in Heaven above, they're BREEDING.

And I checked. It isn't Frank, moonlighting in someone else's yard. I looked and he's still out there.

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