Skeletons in the closet. Literally.

I looked out the window today towards the ambulance garage next door, and saw this:

...it's ok, it's fake... I'm pretty sure it's this model, without the head or legs below the knees.

I, of course, ran outside to snap some cameraphone pictures before I looked around, scooped it up, tossed it over my backyard fence, then ran around to drag it down my cellar stairs and into the basement.

BOY, did THAT feel weird!

I don't really even want it, but I figured if the kids from the community center nearby found it first, they'd be putting it on my porch and ringing the bell, or pushing it around in stolen shopping carts from the Food Emporium, so I grabbed it. If anyone wants it, it's yours. You may need to buy it a ticket to take it home on Metro North.