Dead Rat Juice

Happy belated 4th of July!

I was going to post something yesterday, but I was too busy eating as much food as possible so I didn't.

Overall, it was a very nice day. We started out celebrating by fishing a dead rat out of the neighbor's swimming pool. She lets us use her pool during the summer, and she was out at the moment, so she didn't know that there was a dead rat in her pool. It was in the deep end at the very bottom, which made the situation much more interesting. Me, my Dad, and my brothers sort of stood around the deep end staring at the rat for a few minutes, then my Isaac and Anthony started arguing about who would get to go fetch it out.

I'm using the phrase "get to go fetch it out" in the literal sense, not the sarcastic sense, because both of them wanted to go eight feet underwater and swim back up with a dead rat with its intestines hanging out. My Dad attached Anthony's butterfly net to a long pole thing we have in the shed, and Anthony thought he should be allowed to scoop out the dead rat because it was his butterfly net. Isaac has had past unpleasant experiences with mice, which I was bummeredly missed because I wasn't there, so I think he might have wanted to redeem himself from being uncomfortable with mice crawling over his legs.

I don't remember who actually got the rat out in the end. I think it was Isaac. But, after it was out, my dad took the net and tried to fling it into the trash bin, which was hard to do, because the net wouldn't cooperate and it kept getting tangled up with the rat's intestines. But we got it in the bin in the end.

It sounds like an rotten thing to have happen, but it actually was sort of fun. When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade, so when life gives you dead rats, you make dead rat juice. It was delicious.

After all that was over, we had some good company and a ton of food, so it was a jolly good time.

Life is much quieter today. My Ma took Anthony out to hang out with friends, and I took Maisie to the park earlier to play with her friends. By "took Maisie to the park" I mean I drove in my car at about 5 mph and she ran alongside it. I don't know why. She couldn't decide whether she wanted to be driven or not, because the parks just a bit of a walk from our house, so I suggested that I drive and she walk, just as a bit of a joke, but she got all excited about it, so that's what we did.