The Scene of the Crime

There is a mystery that needs to be solved in our house.

Yesterday, our aunt gave mom some more of those fun critters that have no stuffing in them and look like road kill for us to play with. She gave us a raccoon and a fox. Our tails were wagging so hard it was like a hurricane in the house. We were having so much fun playing tug-of-war but mostly we were enjoying biting their tails and heads to make them squeak.



This morning when we got up, someone had killed them. Our raccoon no longer squeaked whenever we chomped on its little head. The squeaker from the fox had been ripped from the confines of its head and was dangling like a child's loose tooth.

Who would do such a thing? Who would kill our road kill?

~ Oscar and Tucker