spring has sprung, corpses abound
So the snow is melting, it was gorgeous out today. I stepped out my front door and took in a lungful of the first fresh spring breeze. But all was not right. Under the crisp spring air I detected notes of, um, gross. I looked down, and saw, right by my front door step, behind my arborvitae, a big gray squirrel had crawled, posed and grimaced like a Shakespearian stage actor, and snuffed it. He was sort of flattened too, compressed by the snow no doubt, preserved for who knows how long this winter...I kind of regret not taking a picture of him before I scooped him up into a bag and put him in the trash. Woulda been hilarious in the middle of my scrap book. Mom, Dad, vacation photos, ticket stubs from concerts, oh and a squashed squirrel.