The local minions...

I got home last night to discover that the local minions (aka children) had lobbed rotten pears into my yard upon which my dogs happily descended to chew, consume, and then regurgitate. I was not pleased. Irritated, I threw myself vigorously into the effort of lobbing them back towards the yard they had come from where I hope some unsuspecting minion steps in a gushy rotten fruit with a bare foot. Grrrrr.