Something to teach your Mama
My nine year old approached me this afternoon while I was reading and told me, “In 5th grade, we get to dissect a squid and owl pellets.”
“Owl pellets?” I asked. I assumed she meant owl poop.
“You don’t know what owl pellets are?” she asked suddenly. And there it is, I could see it. She loves to find something she knows that I don’t.
She explained that they will dissect the indigestible parts of the mouse from the owl’s stomach, bones, hair and such… I looked at her in disbelief and asked, “What?” a couple of times.
This is disgusting to me. Really glad she’s getting a great education but glad for once that mine was apparently not as good as it could’ve been. All we ever dissected were frogs. I googled owl pellets. She’s right, of course. I was taken to a site that marketed the pellets for sale in bulk to classrooms, along with a book called Owl Vomit.
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