He's a trooper. He hopped right up and and grabbed a piece of bamboo from our yard (men love tools, ya know). Clearly the man had a plan. Well, in case you've never tried to pick up a rigid dead squirrel with one stick, I'll tell ya this. It's not possible (though it's rather amusing to watch someone try). This clearly called for another stick! Second stick obtained followed by efforts to pick that squirrel up as if it were a lovely piece of broccoli you were trying to pick up with chopsticks. Broccoli...easy. Squirrel...impossible. Dave looked down at his furry little nemesis, leaned over and picked it up by it's tail and flung it in our trash bin, showing that little guy who was boss. I'm thinking, ya know, there's no loss to one's manliness once you've chopsticked a squirrel...might as well give in and go get a bag, right?
What can I say...my guy is quite the stud.