To the squirrel I may or may not have run over the other day,

I’m very sorry. You were a stupid little fucker who just sat in the road waiting for death, and I’ll give you credit for having balls, but you’re still an idiot.

If you died,

 R I P gravestone

If not, were you the squirrel who jumped out of the tree at me a few hours later? Because seriously, you scared the shit out of me.

And if I just sort of injured you,

But seriously, cute pot

Lots of love,

Emily

PS. It was definitely your fault