A Rat
No, fortunately it was already dead. I am actually holding it by its tail (with a paper towel!) so I could throw it away. Man, the things I have to do when Dan is out of town!
So if you are not totally grossed out by the above pictures and still reading this post (Mom - it's ok, I understand if you've already closed the window), you may be wondering why we had a dead rat at our door. You see we have a front-yard cat that we feed and who has taken up residence in the bushes in our front yard (hence our name for her is "front-yard cat" so original!), and apparently she feels the need to thank us for feeding her. This was the 4th dead rat that she has now brought us. At first she was leaving them in the front yard, GROSS but at least we didn't have to step over them. Then just before Dan left she delivered a huge, bloody rat right on our front door mat - I was so glad Dan was here to throw the rat and mat away! It made me gag just looking at it. After that occurrence I told the cat she did not need to "honor" us anymore with yucky dead rats!
And then she brought us yet another.
We may or may not be taking the front-yard cat with us when we move.
1 comment:
That is so gross.
Matt and I had a kitten when we first got married (I don't know what we were thinking; it didn't last long). I was sitting in our family room watching tv one night and she came running in with a rat in her mouth to give to me. I have never jumped up so fast. Disgusting.
I wouldn't be taking the cat with me if I were you!
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