Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Yes,

I'm still bitching about the warmth.

This rant/bitch/whine is directed at the warmth and how the temp made me hack and gag. Well, more gag than hack. Since, there's not really a good way of disposing of carcasses of pheasants, (unlike fish where we drive out and dump the guts in the creek to feed the turtles) I usually tie them up in a plastic bag and put them in the trash.

Thanks to the warm weather, the decomposition process has been sped up and there is a fowl (heh) odor emanating from our receptacle. The lid was closed and I could still smell it.

Good thing, the garbage men come tomorrow.