I walked out my back door to today and stopped short because there was a dead rat right before my feet on the patio. I figure it was a gift from our friendly neighborhood cat. The cat's owners have a concreted-in yard (with pool) so the cat lives mostly in our yard, and likes to show his appreciation to us every once in a while with something little, furry, and not so much alive anymore.
I am proud to say that I am woman enough that I just shrugged, then went and grabbed the shovel and scooped up the poor dead thing and threw it away in the outside trash.
I am also proud to say that I am woman enough that I was totally squicked out and washed my hands about ten times afterwards, not just with hand soap, but with detergent.
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