Since I was
curious, I went out in the backyard to find the rest of the rabbit. I finally found it in the vegetable garden,
between the tomato plants. It had been
there for a few days. Its guts were
gone, probably sucked out and eaten by the dogs, parts were here and there, and
there was a coating of tiny, rice like maggots wriggling over them. There was no way that I was going to touch
that writhing mass, so I left it to Mother Nature.
Later that
evening, I went up to the guestroom to read a book (The Pirates: In an
Adventure with Ahab) and smelt something musky and pungent. I found a bone on the bed – the same bed that
Mini and Shoebert spend their days on.
It appeared to be a pelvis. It
was picked clean and didn’t smell. Then
I noticed the spot on the bed. Someone
had either barfed or had nasty diarrhea that oozed all the way down to the
mattress cover. At the time I bought
the mattress, I thought I had fallen for the hard sell at the mattress store
when Henry, the salesman, talked me into getting the overpriced and WATERPROOF
covers, but now I’m feeling much better about the decision!
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