Where's my debit card...oh, by the partridge foot

Have you ever been looking in your purse for your debit card, reached in and found a partridge foot?  No? Never? C'mon.  Chapstick, tampons, receipts, loose change....and a partridge foot.

Where o where did this come from you ask?

Hank.  That's who.

Brad took the boys "hunting" this weekend in Thorp.  Which, for the Kowboys is better than Disney.  He was super Dad and shot a delicious after school snack of partridge and let them keep the feet.  I mean..why not?  And, Hank, being a 4 yr old frat boy decided that he would put his in my purse. 

I had tears streaming down my face I was laughing so hard.  Good one Hankie.  Good one.