Today my boss told me and two of my coworkers to clean and organize the wolf centre freezer. Basically, this is where we keep the piles of dead deer and beaver that we feed the wolves, plus wolves awaiting necropsies (4, right now) miscellanious donated meat and scat samples. This is a MESSY job. We had to go in with a crowbar to pry these animals apart. By the time we were done, the floor looked like something you would see on CSI-bloody footprints everywhere.
But the funniest part was when my male co-worker had to step on to/straddle a deer carcass to stack some beavers. All of a sudden he yelps "That dosen't feel good!"
Apparently, he had sacked himself on the deer's foot.
Dead Ungulates: 1 Us: 0
But the funniest part was when my male co-worker had to step on to/straddle a deer carcass to stack some beavers. All of a sudden he yelps "That dosen't feel good!"
Apparently, he had sacked himself on the deer's foot.
Dead Ungulates: 1 Us: 0
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