Last night we starting watching the Grudge about 6.30, on the theory that it wouldn't be as scary in the daylight. Not true. Especially when, after about 40 minutes, I heard my neighbor yell at the top of her lungs "Amy, get out here!! There's a gigantic bird grazing on your garden!!"
Barney and I went flying out the door, joining about half the street to see a turkey legging it down the sidewalk and into someone else's garden. No idea where it came from, although Barney thinks it might live by the river and we are only about 4 blocks away.
It was cool, and I'm glad she called me, but I think I lost about 10 years of my life when she yelled in through the window.