Day 377, Dead rat

Walking down the hill in the rain toward town.

Taking the back-tracks and short cuts.

There on the path was a rat.  Clean, shiny, like a pet, lying on its side as if asleep.

Consulting the handbook of instant morals and ethics I carry around for occasions like this I decided not to photograph the expired creature.

Here instead is a cityscape with rain.

Still life.

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