Monday, May 25, 2009

Dead Horse

It was on the side of the road and had a saddle blanket tossed over most of it. This scene reminded me of the horse that my friend Kenny and I found up behind his house back when we were kids. We sort of followed our noses to this bloated horse. Its hoof had broken off and must have been shot to spare it the suffering. That was probably the worst smell I've ever come across, other than a dead bull that our scout troop came across while bow fishing. We all started firing arrows at the bloated corpse to see if it would explode; instead, just an awful aroma wafted through the ravine. That is probably one of my favorite scout moments, other than burning things and smuggling in Penthouse mags at jamborees.

Anyway, this scene today did not ruin my grilled turkey pesto sandwich that I had afterward.

9 comments:

Christielli said...

This is a total guy post, that's for sure.

Although even I can appreciate a good turkey and pesto sandwich. :)

Christielli said...

Oh, and ps there was no Globetrotters music playing. I'll have to write an angry letter to the show.

rawbean said...

wow....what?

The Grunt said...

Christielli~ What? Women don't like posts about dead things? About that letter, I want in on that action.

Rawbean~ I guess some people think it is okay to just leave their livestock's rotting carcasses wherever.

Julie Schuler said...

Well, like dead things. I just wish there was more description. Did you go up and look lovingly into it's eyes? Was it mostly wet or mostly dry? Were maggots involved? I have a lot of questions.

Outdoorsy Girl said...

Ewww for the horse and double ewww for the bull.

The sandwich does sound good, though. Strangely enough, my appetite is still here after reading this post. Is 10:30 a.m. too early for lunch?

Logophile said...

Can I have my turkey pesyo yo go?
I need a little distance from the dead things before lunch sounds good.
:p

Jules said...

yeah, but could you have eaten the sandwich while looking at the dead horse?

NYD said...

That's just one more thing I have to but on my bucket list.

The sandwich, not the horse.