This is one of the perks of living on a golf course. You get to have the crap scared out of you while watching T.V. After running through the house I saw what I had heard. I ran out in out backyard to see who was on hole #7. What to you know, no one was there!
So, I called the golf course and they sent out the marshall. Of course no one would fess-up.
So this is what I am left with a nice big hole in the widow. And wouldn't ya know it, it was one of our large windows in the family room. Why could it have been a smaller window????
I waited for hip hubby to come home and get out the big ladder to check out the damage!
Thank goodness we have double pain windows (which I just found out) and it just broke the outside window. Now, I can sleep tonight knowing that no wild animals can get in the house.
Not the best picture, but trust me the hole is in the bottom left of the window!
Here's the evidence that we found. To bad the golfer was not attached to the ball !!!
All I have to say to the golfer is you must really stink at golfing, cause my house over looks the tee-box. So you really need to get some golf lessons! And since you did not fess-up to pay for the window you broke, you can use that $$$$ to pay for the lessons that you need!