This area of Nolt Road has a prolific squirrel population. Every jog I see a new dead squirrel here on the road. Sometimes there are several. But they just keep coming, and getting squished!
This one wasn't quite dead yet. Unfortunately, my effort to put him out of his misery with my puny twig just seemed to revive him. He struggled free and limped into the bushes.
Whoops! There he goes! I'm half way afraid of squirrels because they can bite your finger off with those teeth made for opening nuts.
This one wasn't quite dead yet. Unfortunately, my effort to put him out of his misery with my puny twig just seemed to revive him. He struggled free and limped into the bushes.
Whoops! There he goes! I'm half way afraid of squirrels because they can bite your finger off with those teeth made for opening nuts.
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