After all these blissful days of happiness I come home to Fat Bastard fouling my pristine courtyard.
While I love taking photos of things like this in the tropics
THIS is not your living room Fat Bastard!
The man promised to remove him from the Mexican bench at my front door before he left for pickle ball (don't ask) this morning. His idea of Fat Bastard removal was chasing him through the drain hole in the courtyard wall.
As Arnold says, he'll be back.