we just know it went something like this...
those that know me well- know that i have been known to dumpster dive. seriously- one's trash IS another's treasure! that is NEAT! but this time- it got scary....
we are procrastinating packing- because we're good at that. so it's already about 11:30 at night and we're just now finishing the laundry (you HAVE to do that before you can pack...). so it's rather dark and we're walking to the laundry room to get the last of what's in the dryer. on the way we take the trash (which we had neglected for about 2 weeks) out to the dumpster and we're heaving our obese bags into the overflowing bin and i noticed that there was a cat carrier next to the dumpster. SCORE!
now- Em's folks are moving soon and her mom needs a few carriers to get their animals 'o' plenty out to the new place so this would be great! so i proceed to move it with my foot to make sure it's in one piece- yeah, there was something in it and i then notice that the door to the carrier is open. OPEN! i start waiving my hands and back back backin' up- and we giggle our way out of the dumpster cubicle quick! so i'm more than a little weirded out by the open, definitely not empty animal container in the trash area! we're talking, we're problem solving, we're getting our laundry and going home! on the way back (keep in mind- this took all of 5 minutes!) we had decided that we were taking our laundry home and we were gonna pull some nancy drew bullshit- armed with flashlights- and go back to see what was in that carrier! you know this isn't going to go well!
Emilie- armed with, not 1, but 2 pen lights (there are those tiny lights they look in your eyeball with on the ER-esk shows on tv). yeah, she would totally get eaten by the blair witch!
Myself- armed with the light that came with my drill set that takes one of those battery packs and a keychain light!- ultimately, i am a matchstick brighter- because my drill batteries were not really dead- but dying by the time we get to the dumpster. that's right my light went dim before we could get to the fuckin' dumpster! so, we- in a very 'stand by me' stephen king moment- are going to see what the hell was going on and what kind of sicko would be so weird as to leave an animal carrier full of, what we could only imagine to be carnage, in our dumpster.
Em went first- there was nothing but a planter base and a cd holder.
no dead animal(s).
but it was a little hard to see over Em's shoulder- she's tall.