To still be retching about this after an hour (warning: may make you heave).

[Megatron]

I went to take my washing in about an hour ago. Had put the peg bag on top of the table outside and it had slipped down between the table and the chair so I put my hand down to get it out. I shoved my hand in something soft and squishy and after a couple of more prods I had a look. It was a dead sparrow, missing eye and now even more mangled by me. Cue me running round the garden shreiking. AIBU to vom even now? Boak.

poor you

I was like this after I discovered a liquified mouse in the reservoir round the back of the fridge.

yuck

[faint]

I'm gipping as we speak.........

Poor wee thing, I feel a bit bad now for squashing it even more and I threw it against the fence in my horror. Maybe I need to go and dig a hole and give it a dignified buriel.

Oh god that. is. disgusting. Vom away.

YANBU. You've touched a dead thing.

Was it all rotten as well?

I stood on a huge slug the other day barefoot.

It squelched between my toes

liquified mouse? Oh dear God.

Ewwwwwwwwwww

Lol at you squeamish lot!

megatron free yourself of guilt, Mr Sparrow is already in a better place.

Though maybe he isn't and he'll reek vengence with a squillion other sparrows and torment you like in a Hitchcock movie?

Gross though,

I've done the slug thing before - I can't tell you how that made me dance. And not in a good way.

mrskeith I wouldn't have got over that in a hurry. I hate slugs more than anything in the world.

I was abd enough the other day seeing a living slug slithering about........in my sink when I went to peel the potatoes! Still dont know how it got there without me noticing as I only turned my back for minutes.

Bootymum I'm not sure, I didn't look close enough to find out. I keep shuddering.

That's nothing

I regularly stand - in bare feet - in eviscerated creatures (birds, rodents, rabbits, frogs), or their entrails, thanks to the hunting efforts of my cats who like to leave their "gifts" in the hall or on the stairs.

Disclaimer: am very short sighted, and don't always put my glasses on if going to the loo in the middle of the night.

(You'll probably think that serves me right for having cats !)

I put my Wellys on and felt something squishy. I flug it across the room and discovered my dear cats had left a dead Robin in it for me to find! Yuck!

Could have been worse. Could have been warm, flies. Could have been wriggling with maggots

Got a stomach of steel

I hadn't thought of that Aldiwhore maybe all his wee feathered friends are tooled up in my garden right now, ready to avenge their pal. I'm never going out there again.

My mum got me out of bed once when I was about 12 to get a slug out of the kitchen. It was about 1cm big but she freaked out totally!

I must be odd... I have stood on many things that are no longer living, some have been in their earthly form, some digested... but there's always that second where I think, ooh squishy, that feels nice.... AAAAAARRRGGHHHHH!!

I don't like it enough to seek out these things by the way, but there's something about something squishing between my toes that I do enjoy.. especially when warm.

Gah,these are nothing compared to when dh and i borrowed a caravan from a neighbour.We went to empty the chemical toilet and couldnt get it to "release" i was fiddling about with the outlet and dh pressed a button,the entire contents went over my hand including a huge turd.
Bad enough apart from that we hadnt had any poohs our selves in it so i had just had a non family pooh on my hand,probably belonging to my whiskey drinking neighbour.
It dint matter how many times i washed my hand it never felt clean for weeks.

Bledkr dis.gus.ting. boak boak boak!

Aldiwhore. You're just weird.