Sunday morning Chris comes walking into the bedroom with a rag in his hand. All I can see if is the brownish thing (I really thought it was dog poo, I was really trying to figure out why he wanted to show me dog poo. It was early yet, my mind wasn’t fully functioning.) It turns out this is what he wanted to show me:
It is a fox squirrel. Apprently they can get quite big. We have him in a box right now with a heating pad. We have come baby animal formula that we are feeding him. After it’s eyes open and it’s a little stronger we are going to take it out to my father-in-law’s or my mom’s house (they both live in the country).