POURING MY HEART OUT! (email the scientist)

First I must take time to thank my neighbors, who must certainly have smelled something by now, for not complaining.

Or I must be very afrayed of the aforementioned neighbors as they don't think there is anything unusual about the smell of death in a bucket.

Today marks a critical day in the Opossum Project. Today is the day we will do our first pour-off of ick to reveal what lays below. So here is what the bucket looked like before I did anything:

Pretty disgusting, but pretty par for the course.

So I began to pour:

And an alarming amount of what appeared to be blood came out. When I was done pouring I had the following:

What is remarkable is how much opossum seems to be missing in this picture. The bones are completely submerged and there is a layer of fur floating around on top. It occurs to me that I probably should have weighed the opossum before the experiment began.

Oh well, there is no going back now!

Anyway, I refilled the bucket with water and what we have now is this:

which looks remarkably "nice" compared to previous versions. Either that or I've completely lost my mind. Back on goes the smell barrier and man and science eagerly await tomorrow!

First Day of second dousing....