Last night Dan came home with a moose, so this morning I was being trained as a moose carver. Dan had hauled the main parts and pieces in for the night and they were laying down the hall on a tarp between the two apartments (Scotty and Trevor’s, and Dan and Bonny’s) beyond all the junk that clutters the space — furniture and file cabinets, boxes and what not. Dan and I would grab one leg between the two of us (he would hook a rope around one ball from the hip socket and I would grasp the hooved end with all the fur still attached) and we would squeeze our way around the hall obstacles, through their front door, and heave the leg up onto the kitchen counter to be carved up into smaller chunks: roast, stew, or burger meat. One leg weighed as much as me: 150 lbs to be cleaned up and vacuum packed. With dry, sticky blood up to our elbows, we made it through three legs before calling it quits to head over to Jodi and Dale’s house for the super bowl party.

That is a picture overview of the process.  Pretty exciting.  And then we were all ready for the game!  Now I need to spend some quality time in my classroom getting ready for the week.