What happened to the fence?

Which is which? Can you guess who this sweet little Chamberlin is?

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So, our fence has “developed” a few missing boards lately. Chris’ new “hobby” is entirely to blame. (Can you sense the latent disapproval in those quote marks?) What is this new “hobby” you ask? Well, Chris decided his tomahawk-throwing skills needed some work, so he ordered some tomahawks (the vicious-looking Viking one being his favorite) and set up a target. Does this man need more kids or something? Clearly, he has too much time on his hands. Seriously! My fence has holes because some idiot has been throwing a tomahawk at it? Heh – at least he fixes his messes. He’s always happy to have a reason to go to Lowes and load my van up with dirty stuff (and take out all the car seats, of course). He replaced the missing boards, but that still doesn’t answer the question of why does he NEED any tomahawks to begin with… Maybe now we’re entitled to a sign for our back gate: “Beware of the Tomahawk!” Might work better than a watchdog!

 

 

Answer: Katherine