I was minding my own business Wednesday morning around 8:30 when the ground shook, the windows rattled, and Smooch got very upset. I swiveled around in my desk chair to look outside and, sure enough, I saw something in the sky that did not belong there.
Have I mentioned that I live just north of White Sands Missile Range?
George and Alan kept right on eating, and I did what I always do in times of trouble – took pictures.
I googled around last night trying to identify the UFO and found this news report on Lockheed Martin's "successful PAC-3 MSE intercept flight test." But I didn't understand a word of it, maybe because it is rocket science.
All I know is they'd better be extra careful where they're pointing these things.