One of the interesting facts of my life is that for some reason, humans seem to not want to live near me. I don't really understand this impulse - it's not like I'm howling at the moon at night or running about in my underwear (see prior note about monkeys and not wearing underwear). But, since moving into our nice little suburban home, we have noticed a near total ownership turn over in our neighborhood.
The newest owners moved in last week. We watched with curiosity to see if we could determine what sort of humans they are from the lumps of stuff we watched them cart into their home. It was most curious, indeed.
So, early this morning, the Phenom insisted that we go over and say hello quickly and introduce ourselves as they were headed off for their day time activities. Most curiously, one of them professed to be a super hero - a "Captain Stroh's" -- not the most original name or disguise. But, who am I to judge? The Phenom snapped this photo and emailed it to me this morning.
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