A few weeks ago, I was outside walking around the house when I spied a ginormous icicle hanging off the back of the house. I grabbed Buttercup and ran outside for another look, well after bundling her into several layers of clothing. We rounded the corner and there it was. She was amazed at it's size. It was very thick and froze it's way to the ground. It was the King of all house icicles. But alas, he is no more. About a week ago it really warmed up and was rainy. I heard a loud crash coming from that side of the house. He collapsed into a heap and melted away.