hmm. there’s only one thing worse than picking up warm dog 5hit, and that’s picking up cold dog 5hit.
given the seemingly endless parade of cadavers, partial cadavers, and the still living ( or various degrees thereof ) that my work mate’s cats routinely bring home to deposit in the kitchen, and the presumably devastating effect they have on the local wildlife, i’ll stick with the mutt, if it’s all the same. last week it was two pigeons and a slow-worm. one pigeon had been half eaten, then thrown back up. nice. this week ( so far ) one dead squirrel.