this morning, mum woke me up at 7.30 to pick up a dead snake in our garden, because she couldn't do it. i've never liked dead things, well i don't think many of us do. but i'm the type who smiles at a live lizard, but is petrified of a dead one. so i'd run around the house screaming until someone picks it up.
groggy-eyed, i stared at the snake. one of the many victims in my garden that my dog has managed to kill. it was green and striped. it was kinda cute, except for the part where its head was flattened - most probably by taku's fat paw. i shaked my head. gave my dog a two minute lecture. then picked up the snake and disposed it.
and then i realized that i can pick up dead things now. people do grow up.
2 comments:
You're brave Apple :) And Taku, he is a faithful dog, I think. He was trying to protect you, so he killed the snake. Maybe that snake was harmful to human.
- LBLL -
thanks LBLL:) but my dog kills everything:( he killed a frog and a lizard and a fly. those werent harmless:(
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