Yesterday afternoon I got a call from the Parks Maintenance Department, as the man was asking about the dead chicken. [I assumed the Park Ranger gave him my number after my report(s)] So I explained (again) the body was at the Armory Street trash can at the entrance adjacent to the playing field. The man said they were having trouble finding it….then he said he thought they found it. (I also took the opportunity to tell that the barbecue grill was moved behind a bush, but still there – after two weeks.)
This morning, I rolled out early to beat the heat and expected a pretty nice walk. So I come through the gate…and yes, the dead chicken, outside the box now, is still there on the ground next to the barrel. I took another picture, but it is too gross to post.
None of the trash has been emptied (the Chicopee end barrel has been full since Friday, which I also reported.) —So here’s the punch line, — as I was leaving park, a white-haired employee was riding a noisy, smelly, mower was jockeying around at the edge of the field. [Yeah, carcasses can decay, trash can overflow, tires and plastic can fill the ponds.....but the grass gets cut.]