Another weekend in Iowa.
A seriously true conversation that could only originate there.
The set up: I'm watching my brother's house, pets, and child while he and his wife are in New York City on business, with a little pleasure thrown in.
The scene: Saturday they are at the top of the Empire State Building when his cell phone rings . . .
Me: "Brother? I've got a problem."
Brother: "What's up?"
Me: "Your dog has a very dead and rotting large rodent in his mouth and he won't let go of it. He's muddy and covered in blood. What should I do?"
Brother: "Try to get it away from him, bury it, and put the dog in the laundry room. Child can clean him up later."
Me: "I'll do my best . . . ewww . . . . HE ATE THE HEAD OFF!"
10 comments:
EEEWWWWW! Dead headless animals! EWWW!
Love the new look over here!
Love it. Lately, I'm thinking hard about our pets and how you have to lower your standard of living when you welcome them in...not sure how all that thinking will turn out.
And I LOVE your new blog template!! I was so excited when I saw the new options.
How big a rodent are we talking? Rat, possum, beaver? You could always tie the dog into the back of a truck and run through the drive thru car wash.
EW! You are one nice sister/aunt!
I love the new look too! The sky is the limit!
I hope you let the poor dog finish his conquest.
I have been there and done that. If they get territorial with their kill, go outside and let em have it with the garden hose.
Hahahhahaa that is so gross but funny as hell
Dogs are disgusting, but we love them anyway. Sweet puppy kisses.
You were in Iowa? Yea! Did it rain for you every day too? At least the dead rodent will decompose quickly in the wet, wet air.
Ummm, ick. But love the new background!
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