Went out this morning to feed the birds, and found one less bird to feed: A dead thrush right at the back doorstep, probably a gift from the cat next door. Oh well, that’s what cats do.

I scooped the the bird up and headed towards the bushes along the back of the property (hey, let’s recycle!) and passed the shed along the way. The door of the shed was cracked, and – out of the corner of my eye – I spied a squirrel tail.

A dead squirrel’s tail.

That one went it the garbage, double-bagged.

Fine way to start the morning…