What happens when an elk dies in your yard and your dogs figure out elk tastes good? As Andrew Sullivan says, "All the local dogs think it's the Rapture and the carcass becomes an all-you-can-eat buffet and a daycare center."
So basically what happens is this.
Anne V - 01:12 pm PDT - Sep 9, 1999 - They're inside of it. They
crawled inside, and now I have a giant incredibly heavy piece of carcass in my
yard, with 2 dogs inside of it, and they are NOT getting bored of it and coming
out. One of them is snoring. I have company arriving in three hours, and my
current plan is to 1. put up a tent over said carcass and 2. hang thousands of
fly strips inside it. This has been going on since about 6:40 this morning.
Later...
you know - I just thought they would get bored of it sooner or later.
But it appears to be later, in the misty uncertain future, that they will get
bored. Now, they are still interested. And very loud, one singing, one snoring.
Post-mortem...
Here are some things I have learned, this Rosh Hashanah weekend: 1. almond
milk removes elk blood from curtains and pillowcases, 2. We can all exercise
superhuman strength when it comes to getting elk carcasses out of our yard, 3.
The sight of elk ribcages hurtling over the fence really frightens the nice
deputy sheriff who lives across the street, and 4. the dogs can pop the screens
out of the windows, without damaging them, from either side.
I'm sure there is a sermon somewhere in this, but I can't think of one because I'm laughing too hard. You really must go and read the whole thing.
Hat tip: Andrew