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Never seen one before.
But I almost had the piss scared out of me over the weekend. When I was napping with little one while hubby was running errands I woke up to loud bangs coming from the kitchen. First thought was a break in, second thought hubby returned early, third thought something was exploding in the kitchen. After a few more bangs, I got up, armed with cell phone, convinced it was either stupid thief trying to steal our crock pots or exploding soda cans (hubby's car was not in driveway). I sneaked past the kitchen - peaked in and saw nothing. Circled around, heard the banging again, and was confronted by a crazed wood pecker trying to break the window. Guess he heard I make a good baked chicken and stuffing.
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