On One Hand

June 20, 2007


Filed under: Uncategorized — ononehand @ 11:13 am

I was barefootted watering the lawn yesterday when I stepped on what I thought was a rock or a stump of a very small tree in the grass near the southern side of my house. I felt it grind against my skin and heard what sounded like grass fibers tearing beneath it.

Minutes later, I noticed there was a trail of blood in the grass where I had walked. I looked at my foot and noticed a gash on the bottom of the left side of my left foot, about an inch and a half long and a quarter inch deep.

I wandered back to see what I had stepped on, expecting to find a nail or piece of glass poking out of the ground.

It turns out, I stepped on the severed head of a half-rotted, dead squirrel. The exposed skull was cracked in the back, and bore a sharp, jagged edge, which is what cut me. The face was partially intact, with teeth, fur, and whiskers, but the eyes were shriveled and dark. The skull was hollowed out. I couldn’t find the rest of the body.

I know the squirrel died sometime last fall because I remember finding it then, bloated face-down near the rain gutter. I had left it there for the raccoons to eat, hoping that when the flesh was rotted away it would leave a cool skeleton.

I checked the cut again. Shiny white fatty tissue was visible beneath the gouged skin, but there was no pain and by now there was almost no blood. I washed the cut out and went for a jog, hoping the impact of running would cause the wound to bleed out more and flush out any remaining bits of dead squirrel. I ran a few miles, but there was no more blood.

I can’t get rabies because the squirrel had been dead so long, and I don’t think I can get the plague, either, since there were no starving fleas to jump off of the skull after it had been outside all winter. I doubt I’ll get a bacterial infection because the types of bacteria that eat dried, 6-month-dead things are different from the bacteria that eat freshly-dead or living things. But it’s been 12 years since my last teatanus shot, so that’s the only risk I can think of.



  1. that’s one hell of a gross-out story.

    Comment by arazel — June 20, 2007 @ 6:22 pm | Reply

  2. Dude. Get a tetanus shot, stat.

    Comment by erinya — June 20, 2007 @ 7:50 pm | Reply

  3. time for another tetanus shot… try not to yell too loud, like I do… ’cause then everyone laughs you out of the building >.>

    Comment by mylifeasamoose — June 21, 2007 @ 12:47 am | Reply

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