This is the sort of thing I see when I open documents attached to Mom's emails.
Mom sent me a photo of bear poop. Yes. I come from a family that finds it important to be educated about all the different poops of the world. Sure, this came in handy for our ancestors who, for safety and food, needed to know what animal had been in the area and when. I live in San Diego, half a block from Starbucks and Walgreens.
There are four different bears hanging out at Mom's. Some of them are brave enough to visit during the day and ignore barking dogs or the banging of pots and pans. Mom's response is to salivate.
Which means I'll probably have a good "Bear in the Freezer" story for you soon. Run bear, run!!
3 comments:
Hello?! Yeah, she should totally have her own blog! She is funny as hell! ROFL!
Your Mom better get her own blog, I can't wait until December for news like this!
That is so funny.
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