The call went something like this.
Boyd: I just thought I should warn you before you get home that Buddy is covered in blood.
Me: What?
Boyd: It isn't his blood, it's the squirrel's.
Me: What?
Boyd: Yeah, he was eating it until Jasmine came and stole it and now she is eating what's left.
Me: What?
And, in case the conversation has left you confused, here are some photos to clear things up.
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