I can't even begin to explain what might have happened to
the ground beef. It looks like it popped.
The new scents radiating off the plate are completely overpowering.
I was unable to take today's pictures until I learned to maintain control
over my gag reflex.
More hot dog disappearances. This time, some evidence was left.
I am guessing it's a desperate raccoon, or perhaps an unwatched toddler.
Only 2 dogs left.
The maggots are also gone.
I don't know if they grew up and flew away, or if something else ate them.
I don't like either scenario. I think I miss them.
Administrative notice:
Chad, the official stinkymeat assistant, will
no longer be called as such. He will now be addressed as simply,
"The stinkymate."