We buy bales of hay all the time - so this was going to happen eventually.

Today, when I was feeding and cleaning out the bunnies, I noticed something that looked like a black frog in the hay my son had put in for the bunnies before he went to school.

It was a frog - all dried up and mummified. Obviously got baled up with the hay.

Just wanted to share that somewhere, say 'yuck' and just a heads up - keep an eye on the hay! My 8 year old had put some in first thing and not noticed it.

Makes me want to only handle the hay with gardening gloves just in case. Wasn't so gross really just the shock of seeing a dead frog in the rabbit hutch.

ahhh i've had three of those over the years, plus bird bones and feathers
nothing after i started getting it from this new farm though

once a live rat dropped down into my bucket when i was filling it to top up the guineas, that was the least fun thing EVER. i slammed the lid on the bucket after i saw it trying to jump out & ran away screaming
binned the open bale & spent the next three months savagely attacking the hay with a broom handle before i'd touch it
not long after, thankfully, i was given a new shed - one with an actual floor in it


i wouldn't worry too much about the dried stuff, they're well dried so unlikely to give you any nasties
just wash your hands after handling it & it'll be fine

sucks for the critters it happens to though

Next time it might be a farmer's daughter!

I used to buy hay by the bale for my guineas too, and I once found a complete, unshrivelled, dead field mouse. Bale was fresh off the field so it hadn't been dead long. Puke.

That's nothing:-
I was sat on the back doorstep having something to eat and a borwn rat ran past my feet.
Years later I got my shoes from the shoecupboards and found that a rat had died in it (Don't know whether it suffocateted or broke it's neck). Shown it to my mother and she REALLY FREAKED and couldn't get down the stairs quick enough.
This was on the same week she freaked out and ran out of the kitchen when it came to preparing a fish for tea.
She wouldn't cut the head off herself so I did it by using a knife. But I had to use a pair of scissors to do the rest. The head landed on the kitchen floor and the fish's brain fell out.
My mother really freaked out then and ran out of the kitchen but I thought it was great.

we have big hay bales (25 horses to feed), last thing i found was a dead pheasant, all intacked, feathers feet head ect just flat as a pancake, also years ago a dead deer, yuckie