Last night, Handsome and I went to dinner.
Afterward, we climbed into our car to head home, naturally. I slid behind the seat, and put the key in the ignition. That’s when I saw it.
A small bleached skull. And our windshield. Looking inward.
“What is that?!?!?! Get it off!!!!”
“Oh. Looks like a skull. What do you think it is?”
*blink* insert freak out here
“I think it’s an opossum. Or maybe a raccoon.”
“Or maybe, we should GET IT OFF OUR CAR!!!!”
And he did.
Handsome. My hero.