Friday, January 28, 2011

Not Phoenix

Eight years ago I was living in a shitty studio apartment in Phoenix, Arizona, where the police came to my neighbors' door with guns drawn after a "domestic disturbance" and gunshots were not at all uncommon at night.

Last night, I helped A. corral Donnie the Ram so A. could give him a shot of penicillin.

This morning, I called the Sheriff's department to go take care of a wounded deer the MiL saw on the side of the road on her way to work.

I'm a long way from that apartment in Phoenix.

Edited to add: As final, incontrovertible evidence, allow me to share that I just went outside to find Mia with one of the most gruesome assemblages of deer parts I have ever seen. It was an entire exposed rib cage, with the neck still attached. And the head. Which Mia was gnawing on avidly. Welcome to the country.


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6 comments:

  1. AnonymousJanuary 28, 2011 at 6:29 AM

    Congratulations !
    Piece of earth......peace of mind.
    Beth

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  2. Drew @ How To Cook Like Your GrandmotherJanuary 28, 2011 at 6:56 AM

    Any chance Mia's deer and MiL's deer were one and the same?


    Word verification: ditabl -- a living room set with two tabls

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  3. Kristin @ Going CountryJanuary 28, 2011 at 7:05 AM

    No, the MiL's deer was at least ten miles away. And the deer in our driveway has been mostly eaten, not freshly killed.

    What a disgusting conversation.

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  4. Just MeJanuary 28, 2011 at 1:00 PM

    Personally, I'd prefer the half eaten deer carcass any day.

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  5. DaisyJanuary 28, 2011 at 1:32 PM

    It's real life - of a different sort. Your current lifestyle is certainly safer!

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  6. FinnyKnitsFebruary 2, 2011 at 10:09 AM

    That is about as far from DT Phoenix living as you can get. Good on you for escaping. Deer carcass and all.

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