One Less Squirrel

Someone hit a squirrel in the road by my house. What made me first notice it was its tail waving in the breeze, straight up like a plume. How odd, I thought. Is it still alive? After watching it for any movement, other than the tail, I determined it was quite dead. I should dispose of it, I thought, but maybe one of the guys in the neighborhood will do it. I’m not that squeamish but picking up and disposing of dead animals is not my favorite job. If I just wait long enough maybe someone else will do the dirty work. Before I could repent, neighbor Bill spotted the squirrel and without hesitation picked it up by its furry upright tail and disappeared into his backyard. Good, thought I, feeling a little guilty all the while.

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