Wild Weekend @ the Bullseye

Sunday started with a cat stuck in our front drain field pipes.

That's right folks. A cat.

No worries though, a guy got him out and he was perfectly fine.

Then half an our later, we went under that tornado warning. Sirens were blaring and guests were complaining because they couldn't leave.

Hello! There's a tornado out there. Obviously the smart thing to do is to leave this giant cinder block shelter and rough it in a tiny plastic car out on the roads were there's zero visibility and a bazillion other yahoos who are waiting to broadside me. Good grief, Charlie Brown.

Then came the hail.

Needless to say, Teddy is now sporting a few more dings. Like he wasn't ghetto enough.