Wednesday, March 19, 2014

...Of the World,

So. World, I have a problem. On the news, there was a report of mutilated animal life. Twenty three dead small animals, all partially eaten, all dead of multiple bites to non-lethal areas, all in advanced stages of rot, even though the vet on site says none of the carcasses are more than a day old. And they're ALL within a 5-mile radius of my home. In fact, most of them were found near the trail I walk when I go out to jog.

Coincidence?

 My paranoia is not helped by this nonsense. My effing scar still hurts sometimes.

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