The highlight of my day:
On the way to the mall for lunch, I saw roadkill (chipmunk). But surprisingly it was completely in tact (other than being dead). You know what I mean. Normally, there’s like a tire mark over them and their guts are all squished out of every orfice, but this one just looked like a flat chipmunk.
I was amused by this because he was as flat as a piece of paper; absolutely paper thin, with no other marks on him and no grossness strewn about. Never seen roadkill so flat; just like someone had drawn it on the road or dropped a photograph. Colorful stripes, head and body in proportion, and eyes in place—just flat. And no, I didn’t take a picture to post on here ’cause I didn’t have my camera on me. Curses! See what happens when I don’t bring my backpack (with camera inside) everywhere I go? I miss things. Maybe if he’s still there, I’ll catch him at the end of the day. It’s very much worth a photo ’cause then I can sit it on the ground and you can see what I saw exactly, sans the glossy finish.
One can only wish to be such model-quality after being run over.