It was 9:15 this morning and I was sitting at my computer answering some emails.   I looked out the window and saw a man in a stocking cap with his coat lapels up walking across my backyard. A strange man. A stranger. stranger in the backyard I watched as he wandered back by the fence for a few minutes and then walked down to the creek where I could barely make out his figure behind the trees and bushes.   If I hadn’t seen him disappear there, I wouldn’t have noticed him just a stone’s throw from my computer. I hopped up and locked the back doors and looked out for my attack dog.*
*The only thing my 10 year old bulldog has attacked lately is a sandwich.
Since my attack dog appeared to be sleeping soundly on her back sunning her belly, I went to find my attack husband.*
*This space intentionally left blank.
Blog-Stedman and I started watching out the window as the stranger climbed out of the creek bed and circled the house to one side.   The stranger would occasionally pause and once in awhile turn around a bit.   We couldn’t figure out any scenario which would make it normal for him to be acting this way on our property… So I called the police. Approximately 3 seconds after I hung up with the police I realized that our lawn service truck was parked out in front of my house. Approximately 5 seconds after I hung up with the police I saw the stranger go to the lawn service truck and pull out a rake. Approximately 10 seconds after I hung up with the police I tried to call the police to RETRACT the call. But it was too late. Approximately 5 minutes after I hung up with the police I was standing in my front yard admitting to the officer that the stranger in my backyard was my lawn service. In my defense, it wasn’t the right day. In my defense, it wasn’t the regular guy. In my defense, my lawn doesn’t even need mowing. mom saysOther times Holly has called her town’s emergency personnel: Mom says SNAKE! Mom says FIRE! Mom says I need an ambulance!



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  1. Thanks for sharing your adventures. I needed a chuckle this morning. Especially love the reenactment using Moses!

    On the bright side – it could have been worse: you could have accidentally called the police on your hubby. 😉 LOL

  2. hahahaha I did something similar a couple of years ago. I came home to a strange truck in my driveway. As in, parked in my driveway like it belonged there! I went in the house (it was still locked) and started peering out my windows. I heard voices out in the back yard, so I called the police.
    Turns out, it was my best friend’s husband coming to pick up a cooler they’d left at our house. He was with a friend and that was his friend’s truck!! It’s funny now, but a little scary then!

  3. You surely made someone out on the main drag happy though. One less copper crime stopper clocking the folks for a few minutes.

    Not that I would know anything about breaking the speed limit on that road.

    Ahem.

    All’s well that ends well 🙂

  4. I swear, Holly, every time you talk about anything going on in your back yard, I think of the beaver hunting episode!