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Mr Squirrel

I knew I was no longer in NY.

Cue the Looney Tunes music.

Cue the animal.

On Highway 31 in Indiana I was walking alongside of it to get my sick daughter. When out of the blue, a squirrel appears. I was like oh no. In New York cats and dogs and squirrels play frogger and can make it across usually most of them time without being hit. That day. It was basically the squirrel going “dum dee dum” just taking its sweet time and if I didn’t see it coming, he was hit by a semi a minute later. Roadkill. I was shocked my mouth agaped. The squirrel just was a nonchalant squirrel. This isn’t city life anymore!