This title is EXACTLY how it sounds.
So, I am traveling home after work on Monday, ever so happy enjoying the sun, and a LARGE Dr. Pepper in my broken A/C of a car! I make it home, and have depleted the Dr. Pepper as soon as I park my car in the driveway. So I do the natural thing and when I get out of the car, I throw my cup away in our huge green garbage can outside...I throw my cup and it landed in a cardboard box strategically placed between the lid and the rim.
I think to myself what is that box? And should my cup be in there? I peek inside to see TWO dead woodpeckers! EWW! I see these woodpeckers and my Post Traumatic Stress Disorder kicks in and I have flasbacks of a dead frozen owl!
Now you may wonder why I would have PTSD of an owl. Once upon a time about 6 months ago I went scavaging for food in the downstairs freezer. I open the door expecting to see some delectible dinner goodies, or popsicles, but I find A DEAD OWL leaning up against the side of some frozen entrees and a bag of meatballs.
I did that thing girls naturally do and screamed, jumped what seemed like 100 feet back, and kept backing up.
Now before I go on, why is it when we see something shocking like that we just keep looking at it and screaming?!
Anyways, Scott ran to save his maiden in distress to find me screaming at said dead owl, wide eyed, and dead in a freezer.
Come to find out, my parents apparently saw this owl on the side of the freeway!! Felt compelled enough to drive back around, stop on the side of the freeway and picked it up. They put this owl in their trunk, in a cardboard box, and it stayed in there during a hot summer day, while they did their errands! They then came home did the logical thing and put it in the freezer!! YAY!
I asked them why they wanted a dead owl in their possession. They told me they wanted to keep its feathers so they could make something out of them and as well as keep his talons.
*shudder*
I have yet to go around the house and see if I could spot where parts of this owl have decided to make a statement. I fear if I find them I may have a flashback and be sent to a mental institute.
But WHEN! and IF! I find them, you will be the first (well I guess second) to know after I am done screaming.
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LOL! I love you! I can't stop laughing! What makes me laugh the most is the fact that the poor owl was propped up on a bag of meatballs...and I know how you feel about meatballs...LOL!!!!
ReplyDeleteHave you gone back to the freezer since to see if it is still in there????