It's all because of homeschooling... we were normal before that... I'm sure we were...
And it all started at church.
Our friend DT asked if H (aka 'Chicken Bones') still liked road kill. Of course she does! What's not to like... especially if it's fresh?
And this is an especially exciting find. An otter!
A mission was planned - later, when traffic is quiet, a quick stop, scoop, and go!
Riding home - windows wide - heater on - mission accomplished! Another father/daughter adventure for the retelling.
Mom at home... sewing... a screen 'body bag'. Don't want to lose the goodies while the little beasties do their decomp magic.
So sad - this gorgeous male otter. Why did he want to cross that road? Who is bewildered by his absence? His skull will be a puzzle; he's otherwise intact.
We have photos...but they're not adequate without smell-a-vision. He was ripe.
