Kick it

You kick it. It flies off into the sky, and you can see where it landed, which you can see is about a quarter of a mile away. You still don't have a clue what it was.

However, the neighborhood you would need to walk through for it to only be a quarter of a mile is one that you wouldn't trust with your life, or the expensive new iPod in your pocket.

Your car is nearby in your garage, but you might wake up your spouse opening the garage door. (Yes, you've got one of those, too.)

Also, you have an orange and a toothbrush.

The End

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