Annie, Get Your Gun!

Last weekend we celebrated my father's birthday. We've lost count with what year this was in honor of, but suffice it to say that I know he's older than 40 and younger than 80. That leaves you with a good estimate, right?!

Aside from the steak dinner, we gifted him with a solution to one of his problems to honor the day of his birth. No, it wasn't a hearing aid or man girdle...

Dad has a squirrel and bird problem in his back yard that has become too much of a task for his dog, Spice. We gave Dad a bb gun so that he can more successfully tackle the problem.

Cooper, being a true Texas boy was very interested in Grandad's gun, and Grandad had no problem sharing with him. (Believe me, we're going to have to set down some boundaries for Grandad after this experience.)

Rest assured, it is just a bb gun and it was firing nothing but air. But, you can be very afraid in that the first thing Cooper did was take off chasing his sister with the gum aimed at her until Daniel grabbed him and put a stop to the chase. Very, very, very stern words were spoken, and the gun was placed back in Grandad's hands.