So last night I was headed from church to our place to finally see if the gobblers were in the mood for love this morning. Look at my phone and there's a call from the alarm company. Wife is headed home alone, so I turn around and go home. She doesn't answer her phone, so that adds to the frustration. Everything is good at the house, probably a low battery caused it. PO'd all night 'cause I packed up for no reason. This morning the dogs go nuts over a squirrel. I miss her 4 times and finally connect on the 5th. (This is kill #40 something, but I'm determined to put a dent in this population!) My usual toss into the washed-out phone cable ditch at the back corner of my property is off and she lands on the far side. I open the gate and push her in the ditch. (The hawks and foxes eat well around here.) Look around a bit and find this:
The tiles are 16X16. This is the second decent drop I've found at home. The first was almost as big, with more mass, 25 yards from my front door. The picture really doesn't do it justice. Looks like maybe an old boy starting on the decline, but what do I know.