Dead Squirrel Swimming
My father found a squirrel in our pool a few days ago. Apparently I was already gone for school because it was either Monday or Wednesday and I have to wake up at five and leave at six in the morning. I'm pretty much awake before everyone else and out of the house before anyone else and seeing as how it's still winter, it's pretty dark. Anypoo, I found out after coming home from work from my sister that there was a floater in the pool. Apparently my dad was buggin my mom to take it out all day but from my sister's account and my mother's own admittance, she was terrified to get it by herself. After trying and failing to get my sister to go with her to get the thing out of the pool, she asked my brother before he was headed out for the gym. Now, from what my brother told me, the stench was unbearable and when he was trying to remove it from the pool with a rake, from the stench alone, he believes the squirrel was in the ppol for at least two weeks. The chunks of fur and missing eyeballs pretty much confirmed the theory that he had. How interesting. He said that is kind of hidden behind the ladder so it would have been a long time before anyone saw it. And thank good God he did. That's not the sort of thing one wants to see by the time May or June rolls around. Besides, the stench would have caught on to someone in due time. I remember what dead dog smells like and the poor girl was only dead for 2 days before the burial. I can't even imagine the stench of something that's been rotting in water for at least 2 weeks. Of course I miss the good stuff because I was at work giving out checks to people. Boo! =( But the thought that there are squirrel eyeballs at the bottom of my pool makes me want to take a few gallons of bleach an disinfect the damn thing. But seeing as how there might be snow heading this way and summer isn't for quite a few months, I'll have to supress my urges for now.
Poor squirrel. Either it committed suicide or squirrels just can't swim at all. It's not the first time I saw this happen. I saw a floater last summer in my neighbor's kiddie pool. That, I thought, was a definite case of squirrel suicide because it's barely that a foot deep as opposed to the one sitting in my backyard, which is at least 4 feet high. Now, I'm starting to think differently. I told my brother that he might have some nightmares after seeing that. He said no, said he thought it was a bit cool except for the stench, and then laughed. Aldo agreed, making jokes while I told him this on the phone. Ugh, boys.
RIP squirrel.
Poor squirrel. Either it committed suicide or squirrels just can't swim at all. It's not the first time I saw this happen. I saw a floater last summer in my neighbor's kiddie pool. That, I thought, was a definite case of squirrel suicide because it's barely that a foot deep as opposed to the one sitting in my backyard, which is at least 4 feet high. Now, I'm starting to think differently. I told my brother that he might have some nightmares after seeing that. He said no, said he thought it was a bit cool except for the stench, and then laughed. Aldo agreed, making jokes while I told him this on the phone. Ugh, boys.
RIP squirrel.