In which Australia begins to feel like home

Yesterday Ben gave me an early christmas present!

And by early christmas present I clearly mean pointed out a dead flying fox!

We were walking home from the train station after a pretty underwhelming trip to the zoo when I walked right by it. Fortunately for me, Ben saw it and knows me well.  We kept on to home where I turned straight around, grabbed a broken tupperware and some strong shears, and walked right back to it where lay. I cut off the head, stuffed it in the tupperware, returned home, buried the head under the tomato plant, and recycled the tupperware. In a month I’ll be the proud owner of a sparkly clean flying fox skull! Best accidental christmas present ever, or what?

4 thoughts on “In which Australia begins to feel like home

  1. see, your lab days of cutting off mouse heads is actually paying off!
    also, i would like to point out this is a typical adrienne post. you *would* be excited to find a dead animal.

  2. Put a heavy rock on it so’s the Tasmanians devils don’t dig it up!

    Have you seen any live flying foxes?

    You didn’t mention the surgical gloves …

  3. Carrying on a fine family tradition I see! I remember a wonderful xmas present Christin gave me, wrapped in a black trash bag and stored in Gma’s and Gpa’s freezer until xmas morn. Ahhhh, memories…

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