When I was young and living in the desert, Dad was outside gathering the dry laundry off the clothes line to help Mother. He returns quickly to the house with the laundry basket in hand, drops it on the kitchen floor, "We're getting a dryer." Goes to the other end of the house and returns with his little .410 single shot shotgun and back to the yard he goes, BANG!. While taking down the dry laundry he had disturbed a
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