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So I've been looking all over for the sinew that I processed and I can't find it anywhere. Tonight I'm down in the basement, in my laboratory, and I notice this plastic grocery bag down by the floor but jammed into the foundation. (Our foundation is from 1850 and is essentially dry stacked shale since lime and sand are not actually cement)

I reach to retrieve the bag and it's stuck into the wall, I pull and pull and it's like one of those magician's scarves. Finally I get the whole thing out and it's all chewed to shit. After a while I realize that it was the bag that had all my sinew inside. Had. The fucking critter even ate all the wax paper the sinew was wrapped in.

Fucking thing.