gross gross gross
The neighbors' dogs that I was taking care of over Christmas found their way to my house. They have never been down here before. Mum and I shooed them back down the road (which is a long ways *sighs*). On the way, Ebby picked up something that looked like a stick. She stopped and started gnawing on it, so I got out the van to get her moving again. It was not a stick Ebby had picked up, but a DEER LEG! Mum got it away from her. Driving back, we looked to see if there was a carass on the side of the road, but there wasn't. Where in the world did a random deer leg come from?