So this weekend Dustin and I bought a pool for the summer. Why? I'm not sure

It finished filling today so it was time to hook up the pump. Upon reaching the pool this afternoon, we found this:

That's right - a dead bird. Apparently the bird didn't get the memo about no life guard on duty and decided to go for a little swim. My brother seems to think the pH level just isn't right. I tend to think that the bird knows there is a Pamela Anderson living in the house (hahahaha - right) and thought this was the place Baywatch was shot. You can now call 115 S. Bone Birdwatch

OMG! The pool is huge, when can we come over?!?!
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