So... don't read this if you are easily grossed out

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So... don't read this if you are easily grossed out

So we live in an area where people hate paying even the most basic taxes. Whatever. That is really not an argument other than I think there are just certain things and services that people don't think about when they don't want to pay.

Like... when a dead animal appears in your yard (well, presumably it arrived before it was dead :giggle). And it is not a tiny thing, but you can't really tell what it is anymore. And somehow it is in your yard... and the crows have been fighting over the carcass since 5:35 in the morning. And the guts are stretched and strewn throughout the grass in a big bloody mess. And you call the animal control that covers the entire huge county you live in. And they tell you that because of budget cuts, they don't have officers on duty over the weekend. :disagree

Seriously? Not one single person in an entire huge county? So their suggestion is to deal with it. Or wait until Monday.

Can you imagine? Leaving an open carcass in your front yard over the weekend? :yesss We'd be so popular!

I guess the bright spot is that it isn't a *huge* carcass. But what if it was?? Or if there was a rabid animal threatening us or something? Geez.

Thankfully, DH is not a pansy like me and he is going to have to suck it up and deal with it. He's not happy about it, but at least it won't make him throw up.

Ugh.
 
OMG. My husband is a BIGGER pansy than me. I'd be the one that would have to deal with it, and I would probably pass out.
 
Yick. I'd totally need to have the DH act as Animal Control as well. I totally couldn't handle that without heaving.
 
Eeeeek!!! I would hide, too! I usually have to call my brother or a guy friend to deal with that.
 
Oh, this brings back memories of a huge opossum that decided to die in our rental house's driveway (either that, or someone tossed it there...I don't put anything past the neighbors we had there). My husband scraped it into a plastic bag and lobbed it into our trashcan several days before Trash Day. The stink NEVER left that plastic trash can. It was horrible.

Having said that, we didn't have to deal with local cats or birds tearing the deceased animal to shreds. I really feel for your husband. That's disgusting.
 
Yuck! I would totally try and bypass it until Monday or make the hubby get it.
 
Yuck! that's a hubby job for sure. Or if he wasn't around, I'd probably place some pot plants around it to make it look better until Monday! :giggle
 
Grrrrosssssss. I love the idea of potted plants, Kaye. They make everything better.

If you lived closer, I'd clear it up for you. I'm not easily grossed out. But I wouldn't do it for a perfect stranger. I don't know how those guys stay in that job! I guess there's a job for everyone, huh?
 
I'd be calling my big brother. lol

We actually had a cat come and die on our front porch this week, but it wasn't like icky dead but sleep looking dead.
 
I couldn't deal with it. Even little things that my cats bring to the door for me has to be dealt with by my boys or my dh.
 
Grrrrosssssss. I love the idea of potted plants, Kaye. They make everything better.

Yeah, that is a good one. :D

If you lived closer, I'd clear it up for you. I'm not easily grossed out. But I wouldn't do it for a perfect stranger. I don't know how those guys stay in that job! I guess there's a job for everyone, huh?

You are such a sweetheart. :)

DH got the crusty old neighbor guy to come over and hold the bag while he loaded it up. Blech.

I feel bad for whoever lost their pet. Turns out it was a very very big cat. Animal control called me later in the day to ask if it was an Irish Setter we'd found because there were people in there looking for their dog. Uh yeah, we'd bag up a big dog and put it in our trash. Sillies. :p
 
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Update... the owners showed up at our house a little while ago. Apparently they saw tufts of the cat's fur in our neighbor's yard, so he came over and asked DH about it while he was working out in the front. Later, the guy came back with a box and wanted to reclaim kitty's body for cremation purposes. Ironically, he works for the city. He had apparently called animal control after DH told him what happened. Now they want to examine the body since it was attacked. They want to try to see if they can determine what killed it. Such a strange turn of events. I totally felt bad though since it was out in the trash. :(
 
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