It's A Little Too Quiet Here

Heading up the driveway- 

PJ went home last night, leaving this grandma's house awfully quiet!

While he was here, we Blogged, watched Sponge Bob and several movies, we played with toys and we hiked.

Whenever we walk around the property, we take along what we call our "Mountain Lion Sticks." The fact that lions generally attack from behind isn't important, we just feel more secure carrying them. One of our cats almost got skewered by grandma when it approached from the rear proved to grandpa that my hearing is still good.

The picture above shows PJ carrying his little stick, which he assured me would kill anything from a rattlesnake to a mountain lion.

Heading up our driveway we noticed the deer have taken to pooping in the middle of the road about every 20 feet or so.

PJ's "Mountain Lion Stick" became a poop dissection tool.

As we headed further, we found some unknown excrement. Upon examination, we found the animal had been eating berries which might have meant it was bear poop, a fact which delighted my grandson but not me...

During our hike we talked about everything under the sun. We heard what sounded like a car crash down on the main road, so PJ asked if I'd ever been in an accident.

I told him about the time I was sitting at a stop light, and the driver behind me wasn't paying attention and crashed into me.

In all seriousness, he looked up at me and asked "Did you get killed grandma?"

Like I said, it's a little too quiet here right now.