As I write this, a group of ten and eleven year old boys are squealing like six year old girls over a micro mini helicopter. You see, Our son turns ten on the 29th of October, which is a Thursday, and therefore not a good day for a Birthday Party. The weekend right after his birthday is Halloween, so, also not good.

Therefore, Parker sat down to pizza cake and presents a little over two hours ago. One of his gifts was an Air Hogs Micro Mini Helicopter. While the boys were downstairs playing with the play station, My husband charged the heli and when it was charged, gave it a go.

Our 65pound dog, Smokey, can now cross “searching for colon cleanse reviews” off her To Do list becuase when that little two inch long helicopter started whirling its wings, she just lost.her.shit. She cried, whined, barked ran in circles, hid, jumped and even danced over this ting. she was both absolutely terrified and super interested in it.

In the end, her reaction to the heli meant that hubs stopped playing with it, sent it downstairs, and gave out son instructions that if he wanted his R/C to last longer than an hour, to never, ever fly it near the dog.