DisneyQuest
Heffalumps and woozles...
- Joined
- Jul 12, 2005
In the front yard, Sunday morning. I'm thinking, "Probably not the best place for a dead armadillo". So, I scoop the thing up with the shovel & head for the woods about 100 yards away and give 'er the old heave ho.
As it turns out, I have greatly underestimated the distance dead armadillo smell travels, particularly one hung up in the trees as a result of the old heave ho going horribly wrong.
The prevailing wind is carrying this delightful scent across the bulk of the yard (thankfully, not toward the house). The poor dog is so distracted by (or enthralled with) this aroma she's refusing to do her business in the yard. It's going to be 90 again tomorrow. I hope the buzzards do their job soon!
You made my day with this! I hope the buzzards bring friends and help you out.