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December 12, 2007 / Maleesha Kovnesky

Party In Our Yard

I could not sleep last night.  I’ve been fighting the worst insomnia of my life for several months, but last night was the worst of the worst.  Instead of waking up at 2 AM, I woke up a little bit before midnight.  I tried really hard to fall asleep again, but then around 1 AM I heard a noise

I don’t know about you, but I hate hearing a noise in the middle of the night.  Not a house noise either, but a banging/clattering/something possibly trying to get in type of noise.  So I woke up and starting wandering about the house, never straying too far from our thunder-stick.

I flipped on the porch light.  I saw a bunch of tracks in the yard, possibly those of a rabbit.  There’s about four inches of snow covering the grass, so the tracks were easy to spot. 

This morning I am practically insane from lack of sleep.  I immediately put the coffee on (Dunkin’ Donuts whole bean…not bad!) and opened the kitchen blinds.  The couple of tracks that were streaking across the yard last night had multiplied.  There are areas where bare grass is showing through. 

Then the really bad news came this morning…we could open the garage door, but can’t shut it.  It seems bent.  This is not good considering that we have already replaced the garage door once this year.  That’s how we found out it’s a “special order, custom sized door” (translation: lots of money). 

So I went on an investigation.  It appears that the animals of the Pikes Peak region threw a party in our yard.  There are some trees mowed down in the back yard.  There are copious amounts of poo scattered everywhere.  Everywhere.  There are elk tracks and some kind of coyote or fox tracks.  Our front yard looks like animals were chasing each other back and forth.  Our neighbors have some tracks too, but our yard seems to have been the main ballroom: 

They did a number on the snow…they might have been tearing up the snow to get to the grass…

This was nice, unadulterated snow 

The blue arrows point to some small trees that were crushed in last night’s events…

Some trees were crushed!

One of dozens of piles…

One of many copious piles of poo

Some predator sniffing around our garage.  Probably a coyote…we have lots of those running around up here…

 What in the world were they doing…

This was nice and smooth snow last night…

 

Small elk tracks…possibly a deer…

Did the creatures try to break into our garage last night?  Why won’t the garage door shut?  The garage door fix-it man is coming out today.  I hope he gets here fast, too, because it’s about 6 degrees outside and very cold. 

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  1. JACK Ripply / Jan 18 2010 9:27 am

    well first of all you really shouldnt be puting up random pictures of stupid shit we see every day. really i just dont wanna look at things the are in everyday life and youtelling us the obvious facts about them or pionting it out. i think we can figure that out are selves. people like you people get annoyed of and hate, thats why theres alot of deaths in canada.

  2. Cherikooka / Dec 13 2007 2:58 pm

    you said poo.

  3. pikespeakdenise / Dec 12 2007 5:41 pm

    I bet you left pizza and beer out on the porch. That’ll do it every time.

  4. ianthealy / Dec 12 2007 5:04 pm

    I bet that creepy cockney gecko from Geico had something to do with it. “B’cuz that’s wo’ i’s all abou’, innit?”

    Ian

  5. Cheyenne / Dec 12 2007 12:44 pm

    Amazing. I guess this is one plus to living in the city. Still, they really did cause some sort of ruckus. You may have to get Mutual of Omaha out there Meesh.

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