Help dealing with decomposition

Hah! I wish. She was awake at the crack of dawn and felt like going for a short hike.

D’oh! A deer. A female deer.

This was cause for much laughter. We have very little in the way of OTC medication in our house. My gf has Bactine, in fact many bottles of Bactine. I’ve always teased her about how useless her Bactine is, but she uses it for minor cuts and scrapes and is still alive, so there’s that.

Never mind. This was a test post.

Took the turkey buzzards & bald eagle about 4 days to clean up a coyote in my pasture. Could probably eat on a deer for a week and a half.

Apropos of this thread, what’s Beethoven been doing since he died 194 years ago in 1827?

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Decomposing.

I see your horrible joke and raise you -

Amazing Update

On Sunday we were working on a household project. My gf walked away for a bit, then returned all excited. She took me to see the dead deer and it was almost entirely gone!!

There were ribs and the skull with some flesh, sitting in a pool of black goo. Billions of maggots. No odor whatsoever.

The wet, cool weather? Coyotes, vultures, flies? All it took was a week!

It’s the circle of life. :smiley:

Now you know what to do when you die. Your family doesn’t need ‘cremation’ or ‘burial’ – they can just take your body down to the fence line…

Actually, yeah, I’d be happy to know my remains rotted away in the exact spot the deer was located. It’s a shady spot with a creek (crick*) nearby.

We call this area of the horse pasture “the bottoms” as a Stephen King homage.

  • A buddy of mine has a brewery called Conny Creek. He’ll correct you and point out “it’s pronounced “”Crick”.

Your corpse rotting away in a place named for Stephen King…what could go wrong?

I’m picturing the late @kayaker rising as a 2-legged zombie version of Cujo. Roaming the wilds of Pennsylvania feasting up the flesh of the unwary. Or at least mugging them and taking their recreational substances. :wink:

Should be a big hit.

ISWYDT

Come to think of it, we have two horses buried deep in the bottoms.

UPDATE

A summer thunderstorm knocked some big branches onto our fence. I was chainsawing and totally forgot I was in the dead deer area. All I found was this: