Sooooo..... Kyle came in my room about an hour ago and said he was going downstairs to get something out of his bag by the front door. When he came back up he was white as a sheet and told me I needed to come downstairs because there was a gigantic cat monster by the front porch and it was just staring in the window at him. After some convincing I agreed to go investigate. He insisted I bring a gun or else I shouldn't go down. Fine. Whatever.
When I looked out the window I almost died laughing. It was the little tree that I had wrapped in a sheet and covered with a trash bag. Lol. I took the pic with the porch light on so you could see how cat like it actually looked, but he was seeing it in the dark. Poor kid. He was terrified and there I was laughing hysterically with a pistol in my hand and I couldn't stop long enough to explain.
When I looked out the window I almost died laughing. It was the little tree that I had wrapped in a sheet and covered with a trash bag. Lol. I took the pic with the porch light on so you could see how cat like it actually looked, but he was seeing it in the dark. Poor kid. He was terrified and there I was laughing hysterically with a pistol in my hand and I couldn't stop long enough to explain.
