I have a very strong gag reflex.When I was a kid, if I heard either of my little brothers vomitting, I'd vomit.
This evening, my neighbor came over, shouting my name in the driveway!
"Look what I caught in my fireplace!" She was holding a plastic bag. Immediately, I knew something bad would be coming, and the gagging began.
She asked my husband to help her with it..."IT" being an almost dead possum. It must have been stuck in the fireplace for quite some time and was barely alive. My husband has a very "manly" side to him, sometimes, and killing and disposing of possums is one of his favorite chores. In our old neighborhood, he committed genocide by completely ridding a full cul-de-sac of all possums.I know, there are those of you who, right now, are saying, "Those cruel, cruel people." Well go ahead. You're welcome to come and relocate rodents anytime.
So, Hubby took the bag and decided he was going to whack it on the hard driveway surface!
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I shouted, as I began gagging and choking. There was no way he'd be doin' that business here...so, instead he went down the block a ways and did his thing. In the end, the bag with the dead possum
ended up going in the garbage can.
My neighbor is one of my sweetest friends and I'm glad she knows she can come get help from Hubby anytime, since her husband left. However, I told her that next time, she's on her own when it comes to varmits!
7 comments:
Ewwww! That reminds me of the time my neighbor in Klamath Falls brought over the large dead mole she eliminated in her garden to show off. She carried it proudly on her shovel. She was a woman who knew how to enjoy the simple pleasures.
Oh, Man! I forgot all about the water thing yesterday. Did you go? Was it a blast? I was busy eating pizza with DD and HH.
I once had to dipatch a seagull with a mangled wing on the beach in Monterey. After I managed to wring its neck and stuff it into a trash bin, I looked up to realize I had an audience in an expensive waterfront restaurant watching the whole show. I probably didn't enhance their dining experience, but sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do.
And then there was Jasmine the hamster...
I'm right there with you on the gag reflex deal. I'll remember that bathroom on the Columbia River fondly for a loooong time.
Although I am a farmer's wife and getting used to animals going to slaughter, I still find it hard to stomach when it comes to the deadly deed, so I can relate to the gagging.
Sara from farmingfriends
Dohhhh..
Michael posted a comment!!?? I guess the dead possum caught his attention!
However, I have to ask about the seagull...
When you said, "dispatch," I thought you meant you were going to send it out on a mission.
ho ho ho har he he! Seagull on a mission!! I am twittering at the thought : )
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