Unfortunate Timing

My wife left for work the other day but instantly came back inside from the carport: "Can you come out here, Ad? ... LOOK at this!"

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"Why isn't that mouse moving?" she asked.
I replied, "It's not a mouse, sweety, and you've run over his tail. Poor little guy's stuck."
And stuck he was. He had decided to cross the driveway at exactly the same time that Carol rolled into the driveway 36 hours earlier! I hate rats, but I honestly felt sorry for the little guy. Lord knows the extreme vulnerability he'd