Sunday, February 1, 2009

You SO Won't Believe What I Did Today!!!!

WARNING!!!! GRAPHIC IMAGES!!!! If you are grossed out by dead animals.....DO NOT GO ANY FURTHER.........

OK, but I warned you.........

I came home from church this morning to find a kitty napping in the sun in my front yard. I notice it didn't hear me when I went out to the mailbox. I approached ever so carefully to inspect the poor creature, only to discover it was dead. It was at this point I was wishing I had my dad or another man around to "fix" the problem.

I started to have flashbacks to an incident this summer when my former dog, Bentley, seriously maimed and paralyzed a cat in my backyard.....or so I thought. It was about 2 am and I was awoken by a death howl coming from the back. I went outside to see Bentley with a kitty in his mouth acting like it was his toy. I finally got him away from the cat and put him in the crate. The cat dragged itself toward the fence with it's front paws. There was nothing I could do about it until the morning, anyway, so I went to bed. The next morning I searched the yard, and there was no kitty to be found!

Well back to today......I decide if I just go inside and shut the front door, problem solved. I called dad, who told me I was silly and gave me many options of how to take care of the problem. One of the solutions he gave me was to tie twine around it since I didn't want to touch it and drag it to the dumpster. Ummmmm.....not gonna happen!

I closed the front door and decide to try and forget about the dead kitty in my front yard. Now mind you, our lesson in church was about this a sign or something?

I am plagued by this dead kitty in the front yard, so I resolutely set out to "take care" of it. When I looked closer at the cat, I noticed it's eyes were half open. I have an Anthropologie box lying around, so I figured I would put it to good use. My plan is to get a shovel, pick up the cat, put it in the box, close the lid, and carry it to the dumpster. Easy enough, right? WRONG! Riggermortis set in and the frickin' cat didn't fit in the box!!! To make matters even worse, it had blood coming out of it's mouth and cat hair in it's paws!!!!
Well, to make a long story short, I "made" the kitty fit in the box, put the box in a trash bag and carted it off to the dumpster. Immediately, I came in and washed my hands even though I never touched the kitty with my hands.

I am now very proud of myself, and can confidently say, "I don't need no stinkin' man!" Hee hee!


Anonymous said...

I can't help it! I am laughing at that last pic!! didn't quite fit in the box! Oh my. You did good though taking care of it. Hopefully the trashman comes by tomorrow or your Dumpster is going to be rather fragrant~

Sarah said...

I am not sure, but that may be the cat Bentley got ahold of this summer. That cat was black and white, too! I cannot even tell you how gross it was! I really wanted my dad!

cemotosnack said...

Maybe it is the same cat that Bentley maimed ... it came back to die where it was injured.

I'm like Sherry ... laughing at that last picture. He didn't even come close to fitting in your box ... but it sounds like you made due. I'm proud of you. You took care of the whole thing by yourself and only sent 200 hundred text messages during the event. Way to go!!!

When I see animals on the side of the road ... or in the road for that matter ... I always tell myself they are sleeping. It makes me feel better about it. Sometimes they are sleeping on a belly pillow with some goop for a blanket ... that is a little more unsettling.

Sarah said...

Paige, I had to have my peeps support me throught the trama! I was alone, but you were with me via text! I feel like if you, Sherry, and Lisa aren't with me physically for such events, I have to take what I can get!

I love how you have made allowances in your head for every aspect of a "sleeping" animal on the side of the road!!!! I am crying I am laughing so hard!

Gayla said...

I'm cracking up! The last pic is a classic and the fact that you took the time to take pictures of the dead cat is even funnier!

Anonymous said...

Better a dead cat than a live skunk!!!

Sarah said...

Gayla, I had to take was sort of a homeowner's rite of passage for me! I was very proud of myself, but as Paige said, it took much texting for me to get up the gumption to do it!

Mommahen said...

I am the same way! I WILL NOT touch a dead animal. When I worked at Buckner my office had a mouse problem. Maintenance could never catch them so my super told me I could set my own traps. I did and as soon as I caught one, I called my super to come clean it up! She did and I washed my hands.

Lisa said...

I know that cat!!! It's always running through your yard when I come over with one of its little cat friends. One night I hissed at the cat friend and made it scurry. Later that evening when I was in my car preparing to leave, I turn on my headlights and Dead Kitty & Little Cat-friend are sitting in a corner at the neighbors house eerily staring at me. It was seriously creepy. Poor Dead Kitty, guess he/she met the business end of a bigger, meaner creature. How curious that of all the lawns on your street it picked yours to take its last breath.

I'm so proud of you for being your own man!!!

Anonymous said...

Cant you can animal services and they'll do it for you?

Sarah said...

Can you call animal services on a Sunday? I don't know, but it really didn't take me that long, so it was just as well that I didn't. And besides, I wouldn't have a great story to blog about!

BTW, I just noticed that if you aren't a regular commentor for some reason your name won't show up. I am not smart enough to know how to fix that. So if y'all don't mind, can you write your name at the end of your comments? I am WAY too curious. I know the first anonymous was my mom.

Lacey said...

LOL! I am laughing! Thanks for giving my a whole new image of what it is like to hang around your house :) You GO girl!

Sarah said...

I only wish it was all painting my nails and eating bon bons! Sometimes I have to be the man too! I don't like those jobs, but I feel quite accomplished when they are done. Dad would be proud.....IF he didn't think I'm so silly! LOL!

Anonymous said...

Oh Sarah, I have not read blogs in awhile, and when I pulled yours up, this cracked me up,
I am sooo sorry you had to "take care of it",
but it looks like you did a very good job and figured it out. How long had mr.kitty been there is it was already stiff?
I liked your first response, just shut the door ignore it and it will go away.
That would be me.

Sarah said...

Celia, I don't know how long it had been there before I noticed. I usually go out the garage, but I just happened to open the front door to let the sun in to warm up the house that day.

My mom has all kinds of critter stories, but they live in the country, so it's to be expected. She found a rattlesnake on top of their house one time and decided she couldn't rest until it was dead. I would have gone back inside the house and hoped that it just went away. She flagged the neighbor guy down, who killed it for her.

She also shot a mortally wounded rabbit who had been caught by the cat. I was home for that one and had to go in the bathroom and turn on the fan when she did it. I couldn't bear the sound! I become utterly useless (and senseless) when it comes to dead, dying, injured, or unwanted animals!

Anonymous said...

That really made me laugh,
just the sound alone; we can not bear.
yes, we are cut out of the same mold,
cover our eyes, cover our ears, and pretend
they are sleeping,
if there was a snake on my roof, I would scream
and jump in the car and leave,
and not come back until someone could prove to me it was gone.
Actually, there was a snake in our backyard one time, right here in Lubbock
I heard the dogs barking, and wondered what on earth was wrong with them
They had cornered a snake, I think they call it a bull snake,
but it was hissing like a rattler to me.
I ran outside in the street, and called to the men next door that were putting a roof on the house next door.
I yelled, help me help me, Can you help me
they came down off the roof
the weird part is, I think they did not kill it,
like i would have,
they let it go in the park across the street,
it might come back,
if it did, I did not know about it,
but later we found the snakes skin in the garage,

Anonymous said...

Oh, and I could never ever shoot anything

I guess I am not a country girl.