August 29, 2007
Wake Up Call
I left the sliding door cracked last night to let some air circulate. Bad move. I awakened at six to step on the Giant Rotted Fish Head:
Carp, I think. The worst of it was, it was early and dark, and my eyes were still blurry, so I didn't know what I'd stepped on. I had to get down and peer closely, closely until I had that Aw, Jesus moment, when I realized I was eyeball to empty eye socket with that thing.
Damn thing must be 10 inches across. A whoppah.
If my life were a novel, yeah, yeah... Kafka wrote it, Dali illustrated it. Things just ain't right around here lately.
Awww! A present from the puppy! I get half chewed shrews, mostly.
Posted by: Peggy U at August 29, 2007 7:00 PMAmazing how the most mysterious and grossest shit somehow ends up in your house. Turtles...fish heads...can Rasputin's petrified cock be next?
Posted by: Erica at August 29, 2007 7:20 PMCoulda been a turd, Bro.
Posted by: Jim - PRS at August 29, 2007 8:46 PMFish heads, fish heads
Roly poly fish heads
Fish heads, fish heads
Eat them up, yum!
You said, "Eye socket" heh heh heh.
Posted by: Dax Montana at August 30, 2007 9:17 AMLATELY?!?!???
Posted by: Maeve at August 30, 2007 7:20 PM.... so did your pup drag that carrion in or have you recently purchased a jaguar? ... or perhaps a bobcat has taken up residence in the den?....
Posted by: Eric at August 31, 2007 3:11 PMI bet you she rolled in it first.
Posted by: Maeve at August 31, 2007 4:37 PMHe forgot to tell you about the foot long fish bone he got two days later. Oh come on, it was part of the back bone of the fish.
Posted by: ItsBennFunn at September 6, 2007 11:53 PM