This morning, where the sidewalk and the driveway meet ...
It's a dead vole. I'm being respectful of your feelings, especially you cube dwellers having lunch at your desks before tying in to work. You don't want to start your day with a rigor-mortized yellow-fanged blind vole next to a puddle of its own blood, festival of color and detail though it might be. (Click it. You know you want to. CLICK IT!)
The thing I found fascinating was the crime scene. First I noticed a blood stain, then stain by stain I saw a blood splattered trail leading to the body.
This program contains graphic violence so tiny it doesn't count.
There was a slight flesh wound on the cement side of the vole (yeah, I carefully kicked it over - sorry, "her" over).
Gary guessed it immediately. "She was a victim of a 9mm Luger bullet, wasn't she!" Well, more likely a cat got bored and "played" it to death in the middle of the driveway.
I have a little fondness for this vole, though. Look at the drama! All that emotion with no eyes!
Aw. Poor little fella. I have a feeling this would not go over well at Cute Overload.
Posted by: Becs | May 24, 2012 at 08:02 PM
Becs - LOL cats then? VOLE IS ONZ UR DRIVEWAY, ABSORBING UR BULLETZ.
Posted by: TheQueen | May 25, 2012 at 06:02 PM