I wrote so many blog posts today I lost count. I told someone that this one I’m writing at this very minute is my third. But it isn’t, you see, it’s my fourth. The only one you’ll see today is this one though. One isn’t done but it wasn’t for today anyway. Another wasn’t for today either and it’s not for this blog. The other was for today but didn’t work out. So here we go. Take 4.
Lacking the wherewithal to formulate a deeper post, I will instead share with you a revolting photo and a fun fact. I went to a presentation on Sunday at our local environmental conservation center. The topic was owls. When the animal wrangler/lecturer brought out an owl to show the audience, something popped out of it’s mouth. I looked like it puked up a furball. Except owls don’t have fur and it wasn’t puke. It was an owl pellet. Apparently, owls eat mice and such, but they are not able to chew them so they swallow them whole. And then, at some point in the future, they regurgitate the undigested portions that remain. As if seeing an owl upchuck right before my very eyes wasn’t enough, I was able to view an old, petrified owl pellet all up close and personal.
Naturally I took a picture, which I will now share with you. You’re welcome.
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I had to dissect an owl pellet in seventh grade science class. That was grosser than the worm and the grasshoppers that reeked of formaldehyde, and almost worse than the fetal pig and bullfrog in anatomy class. Don’t you feel lucky to have seen an owl upchuck one in front of you? *shudder*
It was funny to see it actually because it happened so fast. I did not, however, need to have one passed to me in a tiny cup.That really wasn’t necessary at all.
Ok, you can’t possibly gross out a scientist with this. My kids had to dissect owl pellets and pull all the bones out. Just wait, Nathan will do it too! It’s actually kinda cool, all the little bones they find.
Aw, little bones! It didn’t gross me out that much, but I figured I’d get people all bent that they saw something gross while eating dinner. Then I remembered that I am the only one eating dinner at 9:30pm.
When my daughter was in third grade they dissected owl pellets in science and it was her favorite assignment.
I’m feeling really left out here. Why am I the only one who didn’t get to dissect an owl pellet? Not fair!
Did you do the bigass earthworm, grasshopper (also bigass), and frog with Ms. Bischak in 7th grade?
Frog yes, but that was it. I’m kind of feeling slighted and like maybe my education was inadequate.
Grosssss. I never dissected an owl pellet. I did do a cow’s eyeball and a fetal pig though.
The next time Cottonball shares her undigested mouse parts, I will thrill you with a cat pellet picture.
Great, thanks!