Your Morning Carcass
I’ve been battling insomnia brought on by a sore throat for the past two nights for a combined total of 7 hour sleep over two nights. This morning’s routine was performed in a sleepless daze as I had only gotten 3-hours sleep. Instead of standing outside with the dogs, I let them out and then went to neti-pot in hopes of fending off a sinus infection. It was still pitch black outside when I opened the door to let them in. I quickly realized that Bennett had brought something in with him. It was a huge bone with some tissue and fur still attached. That’s right, my morning started with a dead rabbit carcass in my kitchen. I did what any sane person would do; I let out a blood-curdling scream for my husband to help me.
Something similar happened last March when he picked up a dead bird while we were outside. I absolutely hate birds so every time he would try to come near me I would run away screaming. He thought this was great so he would continue chasing me. Then every time he walked away I would chase him to try and get him to drop the bird. It was about 3o’clock in the afternoon and I have to think it was quite a scene for the neighbors.
By 3-hours into my day I knew I was not going to make it and would have to go home early. I had a few things I wanted to finish up before I left but soon I was feeling like I was going to pass out and I knew I could not stay any longer. I went to Sheri’s office to drop off the CC for her to use at the HH tonight. She wasn’t there and wasn’t answering her phone. I flipped out a little and, in the end, decided to leave the CC under her keyboard and left her a message. She never got it and never found the CC. I’m still a little nervous about it being stolen. I’ll feel better tomorrow when I get the CC back. I just hope I feel well enough to go to work tomorrow.