R.I.P., squirrel

[carrie721]

yesterday after work i found an injured squirrel outside on the sidewalk; his back legs had been crushed, apparently by a car. he dragged himself away from me for a bit, but eventually rested under a bench. i managed to contain him under a tomato box and called the city to see if the animal warden (or, y'know, whoever) would come get him, but the city said they don't deal with wildlife. right. so i called the district wildlife people and they told me to call the city. thanks. i told them that i had already talked to the city and was told they didn't deal with wildlife, and the district guy told me the city lied to me. yeah, thanks again. doesn't matter, they said they weren't going to help me. the dude told me i could either sit with the squirrel and wait for someone from the district to come, but that could be hours or days (!!!!!????), or i could take him outside the city limits and shoot him (yeah, i'll just pull out my rifle that i always have at the ready), or i could take him to a wildlife rehab place. THANKS A LOT FOR ALL YOUR HELP, I'M SO GLAD I PAY TAXES!!!!! jesus. i was going to take him to the wildlife rehab place that i took that bird to last year, but sadly, he died on the way home. RIP, little dude.