A few weeks ago, The Roc and I stumbled across (not quite literally, thank goodness) a rat sleeping on the lawn. At least, that's what I told The Roc, once I finished screaming. It was still "sleeping" in the same spot several hours later, when Daddy came home and put it in the trash can so I could go outside again.
Today, per my New Year's resolution to get more exercise, I took The Roc out for a long walk in his stroller. Suddenly, I spotted a squirrel "sleeping" on the sidewalk, right in our path. "Shhh, honey, the squirrel is sleeping," I said, giving the carcass a wide berth.
To my great surprise, this squirrel really was sleeping. It woke up with a violent shudder, darted between the stroller wheels, and disappeared up a tree. The Roc laughed; Mommy screamed again.
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