
The giant, 12 ft Frankenstein you see above succumb to angry villagers...or more accurately, wild dogs this morning. I've had him for years, bought him after Halloween on clearance at Lowes for something like $12, I kid you not. He's survived winds, rain, rips in his head, etc. But this year, we took in a stray beagle, and our other dog and him like to wrestle. And, so knowing this, I vowed to keep Frankie inflated while the dogs were outside. They come in at night, so we turn Frankie off. Problem was, this morning, they went out early. So when I turned him on as we left the house for work and school, I noticed he didn't inflate. The big gaping hole in what used to be his back was why.
I MAY be able to patch him up, but I doubt it. I don't think Peter Cushing could bring this guy back. Sigh.
RIP Big guy. Maybe it's like Boris said. Maybe you "belong dead".
Chris
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