Amaaaaayzing Graaaaayce...
Sing it with me now. And a moment of silence for the third little squirrel this year to reach his untimely death in my yard. I thought we were going to have to call animal control again (the last time they practically showed up with guns drawn and were sorely disappointed to find out the monster tree rats we called about were already d-e-a-d), but it just so happens that the lawn guy came today. Besides a good mow and some unnecessary leaf raking, he also took care of our little gray friend.
I hope Fluffy is happy in the Big Tree in the Sky.
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