Don't read this if you have a dog or are a pet lover...
I took Anna Lee to Ballet this morning and met Ron at Starbucks. The first words out of his mouth? no, not "Hi" or "I love you"... "We have a dead dog in our pool."
What?
What do you do?
Who do you call?
How do you dispose of it?
Who do you notify?
What about the owners?
My stud husband took care of the whole thing. Thank God for men. Very Icky.
Sara wanted to bury it.
Wouldn't it smell as the body decomposed?
The sanitation department came and got it.
I have lots of guilt.
There better not be signs for a missing dog posted in the neighborhood tomorrow.
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3 comments:
Okay it would have been nice to bury it.
What - no pictures?
Eric
I was ready to throw up at 20 feet.
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