Things are getting more and more interesting around da hood. I have to call it "da hood" now because of all the crimes that seem to be happening around here. First, it was the theft. Now, it is murder.
There was a dead body in our backyard. There was a gunshot wound.
It seems someone thought it would be a good idea to do target practice on pigeons, and this poor guy fell out of the sky and right into our nice, clean, normally blood-less backyard. My children found the body. Great. Now I am going to have to put them into years of therapy to heal their trauma.
Interestingly, the pigeon had a leg cuff on with an ID. Turns out it is a racing pigeon. Which brings up some other questions like, "How do you race a pigeon?" and "Who would ever want to race pigeons?"
I don't really have an answer for those questions, but apparently enough people want to race pigeons to warrant an organization called the American Racing Pigeon Union. Since this seemed to be a racing pigeon that someone wanted to race and who never made it to the finish line, I decided to notify the next of kin. Here is my message:
So to recap, first we have thievery going on. Then we have cold-blooded killings. When you factor in the occasional unexplainable bump in the night, it makes me start to think it might be a good idea to move away!