Last week Mason and I went outside to build a snowman, make snow angels, have snowball fights--you know, all of the usual fun things you do in the snow. Unfortunately, things took a turn for the worst when we started to build Frosty. While rolling his abdomen I spied something red in my large snowball. I looked at it curiously then looked down to see an unpleasant surprise, a bloody, smashed, dead bird. I seriously screamed, ran, and about threw up. Birds are kind of gross to me anyway, and a dead one is even worse. After this, I quarantined Mason from that quarter of the yard. I was also extremely cautious while finishing Frosty in case I unearthed any other dead creatures. I think it is safe to say that the birds probably didn't enjoy the snow as much as we did!
7 comments:
Oh, yuck! I would have screamed too!
Ewww. I'm glad you were still able to have fun in the snow!
You crack me up. Who else would call it the snowman's "abdomen." You've been hanging around Jonathan too much. Love you!
oh my goodness, i would have flipped. i'm not a fan of birds either!
Yes, birds are creepy. I am leery of people who keep them as pets. You are a good mom for finishing the snowman!
I would have had that same reaction! Too funny!
Kristie I'm glad someone else picked up on the "abdomen" thing. How funny is that and then your comment really cracked me up. I guess those two are a match made in heaven.
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