The Ick Factor

Sometimes, one comes across really icky things on the farm. For example, we have a very neurotic cat that is quite adept at catching, and dismembering, mice. She often is seen outside my mother's bedroom window, with a headless mouse in its mouth. Ick. We lost count at 11 mice in a two week period. The other morning, Callie the Calico Cat, really outdid herself. Instead of Callie outside the window with a headless mouse, we find the entrails of a mouse laid out on the kitty platform outside madre's window... There was no body, just the tail, and what looked like the intestines, liver, and I'm not sure what else. It really sort of looked like a mouse autopsy, or a scene from Rat CSI...

Other icky things one might see at the farm are things like the dogs dragging up a jaw bone of a javelina, or the hoof of a cow, a deer leg bone... Not really all that icky, but certainly not something a city girl like me sees everyday.

Another big ick factor thing are ticks. On the dogs. We fight the ticks with sprays and pills and potions and collars, but... the ticks are prolific. And, they love to attach themselves to our outside dogs and fill up those little blood ballons... Very icky, especially since you have to detach them by hand.... ewww...