Living in a heavily wooded area near a creek, we see all kinds of critters–foxes, snakes, wild turkeys, deer, skunks, opossums, raccoons, even groundhogs.  Given that we live in a suburban neighborhood, this always surprises (and delights) me.

But I was a little spooked by what my son found over the weekend while he was raking leaves; with all due respect, I named him Rocky the Squirrel:

Dead squirrel

He was bright-eyed.  He was even bushy-tailed.  The only problem?  He was dead.  I couldn't help wondering what in THE world happened to him–he looked frozen and had no visible wounds.

In more than a few Southern counties, locals would've called him "dinner". Beats opossum road-kill any day of the week ;).

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