Alvin the Dead Chipmunk

Yesterday while indulging our Wii addiction I hear a scream and door slam - now anyone that knows Avery knows that this is not unusual at our house - she is our resident DQ. Anyhoo, I look toward her room and low and behold - it is Alvin, the dead Chipmunk - Daisy, the one in our home that can do no wrong, has excavated Alvin from the front yard and placed him on our living room floor. I am thoroughly disgusted. We proceed to yell and tell each other to get it out. As we each approach poor dead, decaying Alvin, we begin to gag - me, big T and little t - Avery is currently holed up in her room! No one is up to the task - Daisy has gone from being proud of her prize to standing in the corner with her ears down - a sure sign the she is either a) mortified by our screams or b) embarrassed that 2 fully grown adults and 1 half grown child cannot stomach scooping up Alvin and returning him to the yard! T tells t I'll give you $5 to get it out of here! t proceeds to scoop up Alvin with my dustpan and take him out into the street - all while dry heaving - so now our neighbors are sure that we are certifiable! Needless to say, T owes t 5 bucks! Thank the Lord we have a child that will do anything for a dollar!