I went out back to the dogs, Teddie was barking, and saw that Max had a squirrel. He was pawing at it and Teddie was way excited about the whole thing. I don't know if Max caught the squirrel or if it was sick on the ground and he found it, but it was hurt badly.
I took the dogs inside and waited a while, hoping that the squirrel would recover enough to leave, that it was in shock and would recover, but it didn't turn out that way. It died, probably very soon after we left it. It was near the fence, one claw clutching it, flies already at its eyes.
I dug a hole and buried it.
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