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On Friday, When it was raining hard, there was a squerrel (yeah, I can't spell.) Why is that so strange you might ask? It is because the Baby Squerell was on the mud, in the rain, dead. As Usual, People found a way to make animal abuse. Something along the lines of "touch the dead squerell and I'll give you a dollar!" Well, Thats Not really animal abuse, but still cruel... Luckily, The Animal Had A Proper Burial.