I just got my freak properly freaked, and not in the sexy times way. It's 10:30 p.m., and I'm sittin here checking comments and replying to them, when I start hearing a loud squeaky whine outside. Though our office is on the front of our house, our house backs up to a wooded area, so we have heard all kinds of "naturey sounds" from the forest - the jungle if you will.
Particularly when the weather starts getting nicer, we have been known to hear owls screeching, larger animals trampling through the brush, howls, yowls, barks, meows, and everything in between. In fact, one of my kittys (who is sadly no longer with us) was attacked by what the vet thought was probably a raccoon once, and it almost killed him.
So I'm sitting here, and the screechy squeaky noise keeps happening, and I say to The Hubs - "I think there is an animal getting attacked somewhere outside in the front yard." Really? he says, and jumps up so we can figure out where the noise is coming from.
We're standing at the window in our dark office, and hear the squeaky squeal again - THERE IT IS! I say, but we don't see anything outside the window. Just then, I realize that the neighbor a few houses down is outside with his dog, throwing a squeaky toy. SQUEAK SQUEAK!!
BE CAREFUL, DUDE - those squeaky toys have been known to KILL people. Durrrrr.....
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