Michelle. Devilish excavatrix extraordinaire.
The face (and index fingers) of evil.
Because ever since SHE worked in B-1 yesterday, we've come to a near standstill in fossil extraction. All of the bones are intertwined with one another, and completely STUCK in place. The big dire wolf skull is stuck on top of the lion skull, and the sloth vertebra is stuck next to the dire wolf skull, and the saber-toothed cat humerus is pinning the vertebra in place, etc etc etc. It is a veritable portrait of frustration. Observe:
VERITABLE, I say!
Curse you, devilish Michelle! And curse you B-1!
This week's tally:
-33 bones extracted, including that juvenile saber-toothed cat skull fragment:
Shelley's Halloween costume: hand model!
At first, we thought we'd broken the saber during excavation, but after closer inspection, it looks like the hole in the center of the tooth is the natural result of pit wear -- the erosion of bones caused by other bones as they all jostle around in the tar pit.
- We also got the second-to-last dire wolf skull out:
Photo by Michelle.