So, I look outside our sliding glass door this afternoon, and I realize I was right about why we have a gi-normous barren wasteland where our grass used to be.  Although, I have to admit, when I was thinking “broken sprinkler”, this wasn’t exactly what I had in mind. 

The Ferganator strikes again.

Exhibit A:   Oh, how sweet, the two sisters are playing together.  Wait a minute–what’s that they’ve got?

Exhibit B:  Fergie, that’d better not be what I think it is!

Exhibit C:  Son of a bitch! (or, to be more precise, daughter of a bitch)  I’m no expert, but I’m pretty sure that object dangling from your mouth isn’t an approved hound-dog chewie.

Exhibit D:  Wow, Home Depot doesn’t make sprinklers the way they used to.  Anyone need a slightly well-used one?

 So, I guess getting that layout in House Beautiful is out of the question?