Undertaking Squirrels

…I don’t recall that being in the Christ Journey summer internship job description! :)

So Chris and I are each working on our respective laptops at the kitchen table in his home, when we hear one of Chris’ three boxers let out a strange bark. We look outside to see what’s going on and find that Mikey managed to nab a squirrel. The squirrel is not quite dead, but it is obvious that Mikey is very proud of his catch. Chris is not so pleased. Scolding Mikey, he calls his three dogs inside the house to get them out of the way, and then turns to me—despite the fact that he is a man twice my size—and asks if I could throw the squirrel over the fence with their shovel. Apparently Chris doesn’t do dead (or dying) animals or any bugs, whether alive or dead. (It’s okay, we all have our fears. I don’t particularly like big dogs—especially the squirrel killin’ kind!) I accept the shovel, head outside, scoop up the squirrel, and do the dirty deed—tossing the poor thing, paralyzed but still panting, over the back fence. Perhaps euthanasia was in order, but even I don’t have the nerves to do that. You’re welcome, Chris. Call me again whenever you need the services of Mitch 'The Undertaker' Anderson.