No lie. This baby was lying at the curb down the block from my house today. If you are a regular reader, you know I have an affection for things left at the curb. I am not sure if my neighborhood is simply ripe with refuse, or if all neighborhoods are like this but people just don’t notice. Or they notice but don’t document. My garbage posting has gotten to a point where I am thinking of starting a garbage blog. Thoughts?
So this item was found outside a house that has new residents. The previous homeowners predate my family and we have been here 24 years (how can that be, this was my starter house). I am thinking that I am falling in love with these new neighbors before I have even met them.
If you are having trouble making out what this is, it would be a very large metal sculpture of a giraffe; one that looks as if it was hit by a car. This sucker was huge. I would say certainly the size of an actual baby giraffe. Here is a shot of just the face. I simply love the eyelash detail.
So, my dear readers, I put this question out to you, was this an item that the new owners found in the house, or was this something they moved with and then decided they no longer wanted? Or perhaps they had all intentions of using it as a lawn ornament but the movers destroyed it. It’s been a while since we took a poll, so let’s put it out there. All you lurkers who don’t like to comment, go ahead and vote, it’s anonymous.
Gift received from an ex (in reference to a cute inside joke) meets a brutal end? (Sorry to be a renegade. I tried to vote but it was probably user error that prevented this.)
Now, why did I not think of that one?
Don’t know how it got there but I would have hauled it home to us as a garden accent… Heck they could have gotten $ taking it to a scrap yard. BTW, loving the new neighbors…let the purging/postings begin! 🙂
I thought the same thing. And it is STILL there today. Do they actually think special pick up garbage is going to take this sucker?
Definitely start just a garbage blog!!!!
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