The joys of having Country Kids
Yesterday morning we get in the car to head to school and my car stinks! I tell the kids, "My gosh, it smells like an animal died in here. You guys need to clean your rotten lunches out of my car when we get home." Off to school we go with our noses hanging out the windows. Same thing on the way home, but now it's about 30 degrees hotter, so we've added gagging into the mix. We get home and Briana finds her orange juice from a while ago under the seat which is no longer orange, but green, from the mold growing on it. She gets rid of it and off we go to soccer practice.
When practice is over, we head to the car and open the trunk to toss their gear inside and get hit with this wave of stench that about knocked me over. I find the culprit of the smell in my car -- not rotten orange juice, but the decomposing carcass of a headless rattlesnake with a bulging belly of just-eaten mouse(?) that Briana had brought home from Grandy's the day before. Now what do I do?? The thought of just tossing it out in the parking lot crossed my mind, but then I thought leaving a dead rattlesnake at a school probably isn't the greatest idea especially when it's the school I work at. Plus, all the witnesses!! OMG -- what do I do?!?
So, once again, I drove home with eau de rattlesnake permeating my car. God help the poor garbage man who picks up the trash can I tossed that decaying mass of flesh into.
That's my little nature girl for you. And the next time she wants to bring something home to show Dad the answer will be -- NO!!! Absolutely, unequivocally no!!!
Posted in: on Thursday, August 28, 2008 at at 8:47 PM 2 comments
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