Anyway, I was just outside smoking, and I saw the neighbor dog, a beautiful husky named "Kitty" (so not an appropriate name for such a pretty dog) with something very large in her mouth, on the outside of her fence. She's one of those dogs that typically stays in the yard and curls up on the grass, but the gate was closed and she was wandering around. She was whining and trying to jump back over the fence. But the very large mystery object in her mouth was keeping her from doing so.
I approached her, which I haven't ever done because I haven't ever had the need, and she started growling. In the dark, I could not figure out for the life of me what was in her mouth. I went closer. Is it a massive raccoon? A large plastic construction tube? Nope. It's a rib cage. A very large animal's rib cage. Yummy.
I tried getting her to follow me so I could let her in through the gate, but she wasn't havin' it. I finally got her to jump back over the fence and leave the carcass on the ground. Now the dilemma: Leave the carcass outside of the fence, where she'll surely jump back over, or throw the carcass over the fence and leave her content in her yard to protect her elderly owner?
I don't know what y'all would have done, but I attempted to pick up the carcass on the side where it was dried out like jerky. But I guess Kitty thought I was trying to take it for myself, so she put her wolf teeth through the chain link and held on for dear life. I tried rationalizing with her, "Kitty, I'm trying to HELP you!" I tried yanking on the other side and ran into mushy fat. Freakin'. Gross. With blood all over my hand, I took advantage of her temporary loose grip on the ribs and tossed the carcass over the fence. I wonder if anyone saw me in my flannel pajamas, at midnight, talking to and appeasing a wolf with a fresh ginormous meal.