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I'm really upset with my dog. I know she's just being a dog, but this incident this morning is going to be tough to forget about. My son went to let her in the house after her morning romp in the backyard and he yells "There's a dead duck on the deck!" OMG. I don't know if my dog got to this duck and killed it, found it wounded and killed it or just found it dead, but there was a dead duck on the deck, around the spot she usually leaves her toy. So, I tell my son it's time to man up around the house and to get the snow shovel, get his shoes and coat on and pick up the duck with the shovel and dump it over the fence by the creek where it can decompose naturally. (ewwwwwwww) So he says "I'm going to need money for this" and I agree to pay him $5. He says "If it's still alive, I want $10" and I agree. So, he opens the door to the deck and starts to step outside, then backs up and says "I don't think so". I tell him "Man up! You're almost 14, you can handle this!" (sexist, I know, I know...)
So he goes to do it. As he tries to pick it up with the shovel we realize, it is frozen stuck to the deck. He takes the shovel and rams it under the duck, leaving feathers and blood stuck to the deck, frozen there, but the duck slides. At this point, I am freaking out. There are feathers and duck blood FROZEN TO MY DECK!!!!! He dumps the duck over the fence and comes back with the shovel. I tell him I'm giving him $10 for it because of the frozen to the deck part. We stare at the feathers and blood stuck to the deck, trying to figure out what to do about them. I surely don't want the dog messing with them every time she goes outside. I tell my boy to take the welcome mat and put it over the mess. Next time we have a thaw, I'll deal with it.
My son comes back in and sits on the couch. The dog goes over to him and wants to lick him. EWWWWWWWWW. He freaks, pushes her away.
The dog keeps trying to sniff around that area. EWWWWWWWWWWWW.
So incredibly gross.
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