There are flies on the windscreen
OK, so perhaps you might remember the incident with the squirrel in my toilet last year. Subsequent to that was an extended episode of dealing with squirrels that had found an opening into my eaves and thought it was a nice place to stay, although I finally convinced them that such was not the case.
On Saturday, I was raking out the leaves under my front porch when I noticed that I was also raking a squirrel body - or in fact the body and the tail which had become separated for whatever reasons. I was sad for the squirrel, but I did not think too much of this turn of events, there could have been lots of reasons for the deceased rodent to end up under my porch.
On Sunday, I opened up the little access hatch I've made so that I can get to the spigot, as I was going to run the sprinkler. Staring back up at me was a freshly dead squirrel. I have NO explanation for this! Seriously, WTF, Rocky?
Perhaps I live on top of an ancient Indian squirrel burial ground?
If you are morbidly curious, you can see a photo of the latest late squirrel on flickr page.
On Saturday, I was raking out the leaves under my front porch when I noticed that I was also raking a squirrel body - or in fact the body and the tail which had become separated for whatever reasons. I was sad for the squirrel, but I did not think too much of this turn of events, there could have been lots of reasons for the deceased rodent to end up under my porch.
On Sunday, I opened up the little access hatch I've made so that I can get to the spigot, as I was going to run the sprinkler. Staring back up at me was a freshly dead squirrel. I have NO explanation for this! Seriously, WTF, Rocky?
Perhaps I live on top of an ancient Indian squirrel burial ground?
If you are morbidly curious, you can see a photo of the latest late squirrel on flickr page.