When I visited in November, my mother proudly showed me a dead squirrel in her yard. “He ate the D-Con for the chipmunks. Since then, I have been watching him rot away.”
Well, rather than rotting away, it has mummfied.
She was upset when we drove up to the house because her disgusting dead squirrel was lying on the sidewalk. She likes to display Mummy Squirrel on an ash tree instead of on the ground.
My step-dad promptly went outside and rectified the situation. Now it’s back in the tree. It really is worse in person.