Pet Cemetery...

Actually, it's not pets... It's critters. Yup, let me explain. Here in Podunk, Illinois, I live with my mother. We have a one and a half story house (it's got 2 floors, but since the upstairs have ceilings that slant, it's called a one and a half story) and a fairly large yard. It takes me a few hours to mow it, although it only took my sister 45 minutes. What can I say, I'm a wuss. But anyway, today, I felt the need to mow because I've been slacking on my yard work recently. Partly because I don't have as much time as I'd like, and partly because it's been raining. So, I came home from school today, got the mail, and walked up on the deck (A Christmas present to Ma from all us kids a few years ago) and went inside. I changed into my yardwork clothes, and walked outside to put my yardwork shoes on. Well, I walked outside and I looked to the left. The deck is the entire front of our house, by the way. So, I looked left and I just about started screaming because I saw a racoon! But, I soon realized that the racoon was D-E-D, dead as a doornail. How a dead racoon ended up on the deck, I have no idea, but it's there. So, I was grossed out and slightly freaked because when I first saw it I thought it was alive and was going to attack me. But, it's not alive. The problem? I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO WITH A DEAD RACOON! Ma called my older brother who said he would come take care of it. But, he's not been by yet. So, everytime I walk out of the house, I say, "Dead racoon; there's a DEAD racoon on the porch!" Just for fun. So, anyway I put my yardwork shoes on and got to the mowing. I was mowing around the tree on the north side of the yard and I noticed ANOTHER dead animal. This one was a little squirrel though. That was gross too. Although, that one looked kind of cartoonish because it's eyes were weird and it made me think of those cartoons that when something dies, there are little "x" marks where the eyes should be. So, I just mowed around the squirrel. I don't know where these animals are coming from. It's gross, but I don't know what to do about it. So, I thought you all might want to hear all about the gory details of dead critters on my porch and in my yard. Fun stuff, eh? Hehe. Later.