The other night, the husband was telling me about how he ran a skunk through the combine.
Let's think on that one for a moment. That means that a skunk didn't get out of the way quickly enough and got "chopped up" with the wheat.
Yeah, he was stuck in a confined area with the wonderful smells of "ode de skunk", for hours.
The funny thing was, he said after almost dying for two hours a good song came on the radio and he forgot about it.
Also, no visible remnants of the fur or skeleton came out of the rear of the combine. It is like it completely disappeared into thin air. Ahhh, the power of the nose, and the brain, to block something out is quite amazing!