Oh, times are hard. I seek photos everywhere in my seclusion of green exile at a friend's. She lives near a small wood, near a small road, and this rat obviously didn't make it across. He was going across at a good trot, so it seems.
Saturday, July 18, 2020
Graceful in death
Oh, times are hard. I seek photos everywhere in my seclusion of green exile at a friend's. She lives near a small wood, near a small road, and this rat obviously didn't make it across. He was going across at a good trot, so it seems.
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