May 22, 2005 00:30
This night, my mom discovered a snake in the can of the cage that our Flying squirel lives (lived) in. Which explains why i havent cn him for a while. mom cried and all i could do is smile and tell my self that nature got the best of him i guess. besides, i rescued it from the cat when it was a baby anyway. i do mourn for it, but i never doubt what everyone says about this being "a cruel world" and all.
ohwell, one less cute squirel? or one less hungry snake? you choose your perspective i'll choose mine...