The Texas Relations

Over the weekend we went to Grandpa Jay's house. Grandma Kathy's brother Al and his wife Cindy were in town from Texas, and we were able to visit with them for a bit too.

After their visit one thing is certain- you don't mess with Texas- or Texans.

For the past few months a deranged robin has been knocking itself senseless against Kathy's basement window. For all of Kathy's frustration, all she can do is complain and hope that the bird eventually knocks itself unconscious.

That's not good enough for a Texan. Why, if you have a troublesome bird (or any other animal, I suspect), you go down to Wal-mart, buy a Crosman pellet gun, and take the damn nuisance out. Of course, it's helpful to start with a little target practice.Once you've practiced enough, and adjusted the sight, you take out the bird.
Not only did Aunt Cindy succeed in ridding Kathy of her bird problem, but "Ah did it in these hah heels."