Today we paid our last respects to the young Bobby Squirrel. We’re not sure when or how he passed, but he wasn’t there last night. His friend Jimmy Squirrel, also deceased, was found a short distance on the other side of our neighbor’s fence. We want to assume that there was no foul play, but the scene certainly seemed suspect. I mean, two squirrel deaths only feet apart in one day. Seems odd. There were no signs of a struggle and both seemed very peacefully at rest. My guess is they had a little get together that involved some power line high jinks.
Bobby’s eternal resting place is in a marked grave (paper headstone that reads ‘here lies bobby squrill’) behind the sand box, whereas Jimmy was transported by shovel into the neighbor’s garden plot. Rest in peace, squirrels. We didn’t know you. At all.