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.
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:
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.
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!
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:)
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...
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.
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