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the raccoon addendum
So the last time I checked in with you all, I had left a toaster oven box (with a giant dead raccoon inside) on the curb to be picked up by our garbage guys. Or by anyone else. I’m not that picky.
Except there was one little hiccup with the plan.
No one took the box.
It was just sitting there the next morning. I guess it wasn’t “dead raccoon pick up day” because the sanitation guys pried open the box a bit, apparently looked inside and then left it there.
Ugh.
Because there’s no animal control office in our town, Rick called the police who said we should just drop it off at the dump. And Rick was conveniently at work. And I still wasn’t getting near that box.
So our dead raccoon just sat there baking in the sun. Until my dad took pity on me. He was in town helping me with my 4 million (I mean, 4) kids and he promised to take care of the raccoon situation on his way home to Cape Cod.
“So what are you going to do with it?” I asked.
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll put the box in my car and somewhere between here and Cape Cod, I’ll unload it.”
It all sounded a little mafia-like but I was in no position to critique his raccoon disposal methods.
I like to think that he found a nice woodsy spot, maybe in the Providence, Rhode Island area, to serve as the raccoon’s final resting place.
Or maybe he just dumped it on the side of I95. Probably somewhere close to my house because how long can a man drive with a rotting animal in his car?!
But the point is… the problem is finally solved.
Rick and I celebrated that night by taking our children downtown for ice cream. Because nothing brings closure to a decomposing dead raccoon adventure like a mint chocolate chip ice cream cone with sprinkles.
By the way – this is what it looks like when we walk with two double strollers.
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Looks like all 4 million kids are asleep. What did you put in that ice cream?
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things sure do change when your kids outnumber you 2 to 1! kelcey, you’re looking so slim!!!
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I hope your Dad didn’t bury it. Have you read/seen Pet Cemetary? Yikes! On a side note, mint chocolate chip is my ultimate favorite and only that would have gotten me out of the house with two double strollers. The power of mint chocolate chip should not be doubted.
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I’m so sorry for your loss.
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This is a great pic. I love the guy looking out at you through the ice cream shop door. He’s clearly impressed with your stroller style.
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Ice cream is the cure all! Love the picture cute family you are…..and your Dad #1 in my book.
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You are going to have the best biceps ever pushing/holding those four million kids around. I need twins.
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I heart your Dad. Can I call on him to take away my rotting animals. If I ever have them?
Are all the girls sleeping in that picture? Ice cream is hard.
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Your dad is a mensch. I have smelled a dead raccoon and would not have put one in my car for so much a a nano-second. He should have dumped it in the yard of the old neighbor who wouldn’t let you use the trampoline. Preferably ON the trampoline. Now that’s mafia style!
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Some municipalities require separate recycling bins for different household items and carcasses. You probably have to pay an extra fee for that. Might be worth it in the long run. Great looking family! What kind of vehicle do you have to have with a cargo area large enough for 2 double strollers????
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I’m sure there is someone who needs to wake up with a dead racoon under their covers! A BP exec? Or that nazi in Brasil who makes my dress shoes….
I’m especially impressed that a picture of your family doesn’t even FIT into a normal size photograph!!! Time for the WIDE ANGLE setting! You look MAAAVELOUS!!
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wait, so who took the picture?
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you look incredible! so glad you were able to get rid of that nasty racoon.
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Beautiful picture…you look amazing!
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Okay, enough photos of your adult faces and slim figure and biceps. How about an update on what the twins look like now…They must change every week…
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Wow, you got yourself a real convoy! Beautiful family.
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Whenever I dispose of a dead raccoon, I like to follow it up with mint ice cream.
You guys are so stinking cute! You need your own reality show!
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are you kidding me? are they all four sleeping? what the heck is in that ice cream?? and yes – you two look way too hip to have four children.
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That guy in the window (and Meg D’s comment) is cracking me up. I may be tired. Not as tired as you, of course.
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I don’t look that good 8 years postpartum. Day-um!
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I’ll be driving to Cape Cod in about a month. If I smell raccoon or see anything that slightly resembles road kill near the side of the road, I know where to aim the blame! =)
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Loved your story. Beautiful family.
Question: how did the racoon die? I have two racoons I need to get rid of. Ugh. They have damaged my attic. Help. By the way. Baking soda will help with the smell, but- big draw back, will just about halt decomp.
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I’m so jealous about the fact that your older girls will still sit in a stroller for you. About the raccoon experience? Not so much… Glad to hear it’s gone.
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City sanitation tends to be a bit squirrely when it comes to dead animals. Once we found a dead poodle in our front yard.
After having no luck finding an owner, we (that would be my husband) put it in a plastic bag and left it at the curb. It was yard trash pick up day, so we figured it would be no problem. Apparently we were wrong. I called the city, they said the call animal control, who blew it off. Finally, through one of my Facebook friends I got the number of the guy in charge of all city sanitation. After lots of badgering, he sent someone out to get the bag… and just as they arrived, the dog’s owner showed up to claim it. What gives? So glad your father was around to “take care of it.” Definitely worth a trip for some ice cream!
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