Three Garbage Bags, Double Gloves, And A Hair Tie

* Warning : this story may make a few people squeamish but it’s a part of the circle of life, and I will try to relay it with some editing, and no pictures *

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The above picture somewhat describes the goings on of one afternoon. Except it was not a human body that needed to be disposed of. And I was the only one doing the disposing. You see there had been a smell (you know the smell if you’d ever smelled it before) surrounding a certain area outside of the house. Something had died.

And for the last few days we had been trying to find out where the smell was coming from. Had an animal gotten trapped under the house? But nothing could be found, and the smell just kept getting worse. Add to the fact that it’s also been heating up the last few days you can kind of imagine the smell, but only slightly.

Well this happened:

Paige: “AAAAAMMMMMBBBBBEEERRRRR!!!!!! Can you come here?! Now?!”

Me: *gets up from couch in other room* “Yup! What?”

Paige: *looks freaked out and keeps eyeing the kids until I get closer*

Me: “What?”

Paige: “I found the source of the smell…..You need to go look”

Me: “uh…ok..”

Paige: *follows right behind me after telling the kids to stay inside* “Side of the house, I don’t know how we missed it.”

Me: *turning to see her not on my heels anymore but now across the other side of the open garage* “Was it in the black box? A mouse?”

Paige: “No. I found Kimshe” *she points*

Me: “What? *I look around the side of the house* Well, that explains the smell getting worse around here, must have got hit and hid. Okay then.What’s the plan?”

Paige: “Am I going to be able to handle it?” *she stays on the other side of the open garage from me*

Me: “No.”

Paige: “What are we talking here?”

Me: “Stage 3 decomp. Bad.”

Paige: “Oh”

Me: “Alright, I’m gonna need three trash bags, double gloves, and a hair tie.”

Paige: “Do you want a beer? I’m gonna get you a beer…”

Me: “Well, not now, maybe after have one waiting, I’m gonna need something to get the taste out of my mouth.”

Yes, this is what happened. Yes, this is how we handled it. I won’t go over disposal methods beyond what was already said but as Paige told me I pretty much gained the Best Friend ever award. It’s how we roll.

What can I say? You have to get things done no matter what the situation is. Ranch life, you’ve got to deal with what’s at hand and move forward.

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