While swimming this week at my parent's house, Brandt found a dead body.
He was thrilled! (He is a boy, afterall.)
He showed it to all of us, threw it at Blythe, and insisted we bring it home.
Once home, he dissected it, ripping out the guts.
Now I have desiccated corpse on my kitchen counter.
Dead snail.
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