It started with a phone call from the office mid-morning. We won a grant that we applied for last month - the first one I worked on. Batting 1,000, so far. :)
Not an hour later, The Husband came onto the back porch and said, "There's an armadillo in the trap." He had kinda fixed the trap that was mangled by the last armadillo that was caught in it and had set it where he thought the armadillo might be coming out. Sure 'nuff, there he was.
R.I.P., Armadillo.
The buzzards are probably already enjoying his crunchy ass.
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