THIS PIGEON IS NO MORE
11 Feb 2009 05:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cimoreneWhen I took Perry outside at lunchtime he was dragging so enthusiastically on the leash that I veered off and let him investigate under a bush, from whence he promptly pulled a dark-coloured bundle that appeared at closer glance to be... a pigeon. Actually an ex-pigeon, although it was in such pristine condition that it must have only recently gone to meet its maker. It was all stiff and bent, but not disarrayed. (Ewwwwwwwwww.)
It was probably the grossest thing that's ever happened to me. I didn't know what to do! So... I panicked. Actually I screamed "DROP IT" without any conscious intention or control, so loud and high-pitched that a) it echoed and b) my voice broke. (My throat still hurts.) The dog dropped it, but he was still excited and happy all the way back inside. Then I called Wax and freaked out for about 5 minutes, going "Ugh! UGH! AUUUUUUUUGH!" a lot.
It was probably the grossest thing that's ever happened to me. I didn't know what to do! So... I panicked. Actually I screamed "DROP IT" without any conscious intention or control, so loud and high-pitched that a) it echoed and b) my voice broke. (My throat still hurts.) The dog dropped it, but he was still excited and happy all the way back inside. Then I called Wax and freaked out for about 5 minutes, going "Ugh! UGH! AUUUUUUUUGH!" a lot.
