You toucha my chicken, I putta my fist througha you glass window. Oops, that's a my glass window.

Oops!

So around 6am this morning Drea and I woke to the frightening sound of a cat screetching right outside our back window. From where we were, it sounded like whatever it was was attacking our chickens. Drea literally flew out of bed and to the window to attempt to scare the intruding animals away. Now over the last few months we have developed the bad habit of rapping on the window to scare off any of the ducks, cats, birds or other animals that may have ventured into our backyard. Drea attempted to use this same technique to break up the mayhem that was currently underway. Well, at 6 in the morning Drea doesn't know her own strength. She punched a hole through the glass, shattering it nicely and sending shards into the yard. Drea recieved a small cut on her hand as a result but nothing serious. She did, at the very least, scare the holy bejeesus out of the cats. Hopefully they don't come back.

Kudo's to our landlord who called her insurance company and arranged for the glass to be replaced (at no charge!) and also to the glass repair company who arrived within an hour and had the window replaced in 20 minutes.

best to all,
dave and kung fu andrea