So 5:30 am- let Charles out for bathroom break. I go inside to get my coffee and realize he has been gone for a bit. So I call him… And well
He came right away from the far side of the yard with something in his mouth. Something furry flopping from his mouth as he ran quickly towards me. I of course asked him what he had sort of wondering but dreading what it maybe – then opened his mouth to have a mutilated squirrel drop at my feet.
Ugh!!! Eeeeek. It had already been dead for a bit from what I could see ie…maggots.
I started screaming and attempting to shovel it over the fence while Charlie thought it was a funny game.