100% of the times I have time back from Palm Springs there has been a dead animal in the yard. Today, it was a bird, dead, drowned in the duck pool. I followed proper dead animal protocol and screamed and then got the pool leaf skimmer and skimmed it out, all the while screaming.
Only one conclusion can be drawn: I do not need to be going to Palm Springs for any reason. Or if I do go, I should not return.
All other animals were fine and I had one egg to collect. Next to the golf ball.
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