That Of Mice, Gravy and Foxes

The adventures of cleaning can be utterly horrifying.

Not all that long ago, both of my grandparents on my mother’s side passed away. My sister and I went to my grandparents’ sleepy, near-abandoned town to be there for the last moments. After our grandmother died (her husband died about seven months before she did), we, alongside our mother and some family members I didn’t even know I had…

…we set out to clean the house. Needless to say, it was not an easy task. There were dead mice in the house, to put it lightly. There were also many rattlesnakes. We were on a mountain of them, quite literally. Anyway, there is a massive pantry our grandmother had. A great deal of the food couldn’t be saved. Below is a well-captured example of such food, held by my sister and nephew.

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They are holding gravy mix in their hands, both being solid blocks that were as hard as a brick. The other four children were having a ball throwing them at the trees in the background, gleeful over the fact that many of the Gravy Bricks did not break on impact the first time around.

Here’s the thing: that gravy was twenty-three (23) years old! It was given to my grandparents in 1993, after the flood in St. Louis, as a means to help those who lost so much to survive. Twenty-three years later and my grandmother still has it. Until they were destroyed by five children and a handful of adults, naturally.

However, something interesting did occur. I saw a fox.

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Not the best photo, but she was moving around quite a bit. The white stuff on the ground in front of her is powdered food (cakes, jellos, gravy, and other such stuff) that we tossed into the forest to act as a fertilizer. She came hunting for food. She took off with the Gravy Bricks, much to our surprise. I had tried to get a decent picture but, as can be seen below, it turned out kind of blurry.

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It was a rather unexpected thing, but it was an experience that none of are likely to forget. Between dead mice, very expired food and a fox…

…we all had quite an experience. May my grandparents rest in piece. I am, however, ready to share the photos I took while in the wilderness with a broken well and a stench to make one keel over. I hope everyone finds something in this to brighten up their day.

If not? All I have to say is this:

“Gravy Bricks.”

3 Comments Add yours

  1. daisymae2017 says:

    Seeing a fox would be interesting. Did I understand right, you found dead mice and gravy was in the shape of squares?

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    1. 93bnmill says:

      You understood right, my dear. The gravy was so old that it was essentially a solid, rock-hard block. It was crazy.

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      1. daisymae2017 says:

        Unreal. At least you saw a fox.

        Liked by 1 person

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