Saturday, January 10, 2009

YUCK! My Adventure of the week

So most nights this week I was home alone, or not home at all until late in the evening. Monday was the day I went home early while John went up to DSC to see what he could do about getting into school. This was the day that I was home by myself for quite a while.


This was also the day that I found this...
Can you tell what it is?
Now can you? Yeah... GROSS! I know... it's a good thing I love my dog!
So what would you do if you were home by yourself and your dog brought in a dead bird? Here's my story...
First I called John to tell him what had happened and see how much longer he would be. He laughed and laughed and said he was still going to be a while, and then of course its about a 20-30 minute drive home... So he suggested I get a shovel and take it out to the garbage can. But I really didn't want to do that. Our next door neighbors are great, plus they're our home teachers... so I called to see if John was home yet. Of course, he wasn't and Leah just laughed and laughed at me. I can see how this was funny to everyone else... but I wasn't laughing...
So I got the shovel... and it sat there for a while. I had to get over the grossness of the situation.

And took the bird to the trash... in my empty garage since John was gone.
Oh yes, and I was so mad at Tuffy by this point I locked him outside for a long time. Until I felt guilty when John told me it was really cold outside and he was probably freezing...
And now it's kinda funny... but that's because there is no longer a dead bird on my living room floor.

5 comments:

SarahMarie said...

I would not laugh. I would be freaked if I found that and I would not want to take care of it either. I can understand it.

The Schmitt Family said...

Oh Erika! You grew up in the country of PA, that should be normal. And at least it wasn't a mouse, with no tail. You were more brave when you lived here. I think moving to Indiana softened you up. lol. Be prepared for all sorts of things to show up from your little guy. They are presents just for you!

Lindsay said...

I am going to apologize for laughing only because I know you and I know that you really were totally freaked out. But just be glad it was only a bird. It could have been a lot worse. (BTW I think these things only happen to you:)

Jessi said...

I have to say it's better than an alive bird. One of our cats brought in a bird and we didn't notice until she climbed up on my bed and let it go... And I was asleep before that all happened...

I think I would also prefer bird to mouse... Just a thought. That's pretty funny, tho. I don't think I knew that dogs did that too...

Lee Family said...

Ok, so I'll admit it, I'm giggling a little, mostly cause I can hear Johns laugh in my head. I would be way grossed out too. If it makes you feel better, when we lived in that old pioneer home, I went into the back room to get the furnace going, and stepped on a mouse...barefoot! I screamed and ran out. I made James get it when he came home. I chose to freeze all day. There was no way I was going back in that room again.