…but this is what I saw when I turned on the kitchen light, after coming home in the dark from a dinner out with friends:
It freaked me out! I turned off the light and left the room rather quickly as I tried to imagine who would be disturbed enough to leave a bloated dead mouse (mole? vole?) in the middle of our kitchen.
When I realized it was not moving, I went back, turned on the light, and took a closer look…
A gift from Eliza, island prankster and grower of beets.