A Real Nightmare On Elm! Booties, Bears, Bones, Oh MY

A totally normal renovation was rudely interrupted by the presence of a coffin. 

You read that right: A FREAKING COFFIN. 

Oh, the location of the home? Elm Street.

I'm not making this stuff up. 

People are shrugging it off because a neighbor says it's a family pet and the coffin does, in fact, contain dog bones. 

However...

I've watched enough horror movies to raise an eyebrow. 

BUT THAT'S NOT ALL THEY FOUND!

They also found bags with pink booties, stuffed bears, AND BONES. No word yet on the type of bones. The article merely lists "bones" as part of the objects found in the bags. 

Because that makes sense...booties, bears, and bones. Either someone is screwed up or has a weird alliteration fetish. 

There was also a toolbox containing cat bones.

The article that's going around discusses this in a very nonchalant tone. Like it's something you'd expect to find in someone's yard. 

I can see John and Harriet discussing it over afternoon tea now...
"Did you hear Jane Doe found a coffin full of dog bones in her backyard? And a toolbox of cat bones?" 
"Well who hasn't? Am I right?" 

Ha. Ha. Ha. 

No. This is weird.

What do you think?

The bones had been buried for 30 years. Neighbor confirms it's a dead family pet from a previous owner. 

But Elm Street? Is this a long planned prank or a god awfully weird coincidence?

Should residents be watching out for the Freddy version of Cujo? I guess if Mission, Texas starts stockpiling caffeine we'll know something is up.