Well, same old story as with the birds. I'm driving along, minding my own business, never meanin' no harm, and you ran out into the road directly in front of me, leaving me no time to turn out of the way. You passed under my right set of wheels, but I know you did not pass the left, as I heard the sickening crunch of your skull under my back tire. And then I saw you dead in the road as I drove off.Sorry. Really. May you find many nuts in squirrel heaven.
And again, to my other animal readers: If you see a black Tacoma coming down the road, run. IT'S DEATH!!!
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