prairie point

We woke up to find streams of toilet paper hanging from the limbs of the big cedar elm tree near the street.

We walked around the tree several times staring in amazement - who would do this to us? Teenagers do this sort of thing to other teenagers, right? But not to strangers. I am not sure I even know any teenagers; or anyone else young enough to do things like this. It had to be a case of mistaken identity. Probably some kids were going to be waiting in vain for a response from one of their pals who they believed lived here. On the other hand, had we annoyed someone enough to make them do this to get back at us? We had houseguests in town for a birthday party, could it be connected with that somehow? Probably we will never know.

I tried to pull it down but it just broke off above my reach. My neighbor Cindy knew just what to do, “spray it with the hose.” She was right. The wet paper tore from it’s own weight and fell to the ground. A few minutes later everything was back to normal. We went back inside to eat breakfast and the incident was forgotten.