Probably fueled by Sandy's speculation that there are body parts in the garbage bag the Skanky Neighbors hung from the lamppost (see photo below), it occurs to me that the tricycle in the yard is apparently a little girl's trike, being all lavender and pink, BUT the only rug rat I've ever seen over there is a boy one who is way too old for that trike. I'm not good at kidlets but I think he's probably 10. So what if it's their daughter's body in the garbage bag? I bet she sassed back one too many times, or maybe it was HER job to clean up the junk in the yard.

On the other hand, one of the few times we saw them working in the yard - which involved replacing the door off the carport, which from this distance didn't appear to have anything wrong with it, whilst ignoring the door on the little shed, in which every single pane of glass is broken - they had two white, yappy dogs running around. These dogs looked like Samoyeds to me, but smaller than normal for that breed. Well, I haven't seen either dog in a really. long. time. Maybe it's a dog in the lamppost bag.

Or maybe these people owned the house all along - it's true that the previous tenants, the Door-Slammin' Family From Outer Space, were renters - and these folks were so appalled at the mess the D.S.F.F.O.S. made of their property that they killed them all, Texas-Chainsaw-Massacre style! And it's the Door-Slammin' Family's body parts in all the trash bags and in the shed.

I had intended, really, to go over this morning if no one was about and poke the bag - because Nancy dared me - but now I've scared myself out of it. What if it really IS something awful? Y'all will see me on the news saying things like, "They seemed pretty strange but kept to themselves", "I can't imagine something like this happening in our quiet little neighborhood". EEEEEEK!