Getting ready for my Auntie/Niece date with Lainie-Lou this morning and I hear tap tap tap...tap tap tap. Thinking its the husband daring to enter the inner sanctum while Im putting on my face, I sigh and open the door. No one there. I go back to the business of powdering and painting my face and hear it again...tap...tap...tap. Go to the door, this time annoyed, and no one is there. Sit down again and the tapping persists. Crap. Is it the ghost *again* (its okay if you non-believers think Im kooky, Im used to it)? Then I think, OHMYGOSH (this is where my line of work and addiction to Dateline and Investigation Discovery comes into play) is it my neighbor Sandi tapping out an SOS on the other side of the wall? Straining to hear signs of a struggle, I hear a knock on the door and once again open it to see Ted standing on the other side. Do you hear that knocking? Yeah, do you think its the ghost? No, look at the skylight. Looked up and there was a big old pigeon with some sort of nut in his beak trying to crack it open by pounding it on the skylight. Whoops. :/
Posted on: Sun, 12 Oct 2014 05:12:29 +0000
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