I was wondering what the dog was up to last night, so I poked my head out the back door. There she was, munching on something. At first, I couldn’t make out what it was. As I got closer, I realized that she was chewing a dead squirrel. Yuck. Of course, squirrel breath sat next to the bed breathing on me while I tried to go to sleep. Then the cat barfed on my bedroom carpet. Today’s another day, I suppose.