The Untimely Death of Mrs. Featherbottom

It’s not quite springtime, but the weather has been nice. With the thaw comes the gentle uncovering of months-worth of hidden dog shit. It’s fucking disgusting. Also, I guess the predators are back from hibernation. What is it? A cat? A hawk? Nicolas Cage?

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