04-17-2013, 12:36 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-17-2013, 12:37 PM by Beware of Cuccos.)
(04-17-2013, 10:22 AM)SERIOUSLY THOUGH Wrote:(04-17-2013, 10:16 AM)Beware of Cuccos Wrote: It started to smell this morning. Remember, I am in TEXAS, and it is hot a hell (only in the 80s now, but still not good for a rotting bird corpse outside my door).
Ergh, that's going to start breeding pestilence. Don't you have a municipal number to call ? Dead animal removal or similar ?
That's what I was hoping the apartment people would do the first time I called, except just regular animal removal instead of dead animal removal. But unfortunately that did not happen.
Now, I was hoping that at the very least they could send a maintenance dude with gloves up there to get rid of it, but that also has not happened.
We have animal control but the number is not a well known number. I would not even know how to look it up. As far as dead animal control- I remember when I was young there was a thing where guys would pick up roadkill. I guess it was a government or county or city job of some sort. But for like the past 10 years or so the animals that are hit by cars just sit there and rot. So I doubt I would have any luck looking up something like that.
The closest we have is exterminators, but I doubt they could do anything.
Really, I either should have just risked disease and tried to get the bird out myself, or the apartment should have taking some of the ungodly amount of rent money they make off me and called someone to come get it before it died.
(04-17-2013, 11:17 AM)Mass Distraction Wrote:(04-17-2013, 10:16 AM)Beware of Cuccos Wrote:(04-17-2013, 09:36 AM)Mass Distraction Wrote:(04-17-2013, 08:54 AM)Beware of Cuccos Wrote: THE
DEAD
BIRD
IS
STILL
THERE
Jesus allmighty, that thing's gonna start spreading diseases.
It started to smell this morning. Remember, I am in TEXAS, and it is hot a hell (only in the 80s now, but still not good for a rotting bird corpse outside my door).
At least you're not in the 70s. Think of the hippies, they'd propably try to eat that bird right now.
Hippies were 60s. 70s was disco and cocaine.