While on a ride this morning, a squirrel darted out from the grass on the side of the road and under my front wheel. It was so sudden that I shrieked in surprise at the impact and immediately looked back to see if I had another body to add to the pile under the bridge behind my house. The squirrel had already dashed frantically back into the trees (hopefully not to die and end up in pieces), but something small and black was rolling across the road. I assumed it was something from my bike, so I circled back to check.
It was a perfectly round, nearly black little ball. Without thinking, I poked it.
It was a poop.
The squirrel was so startled by the collision that he shot out a marble of poop.
Nice ..keep logging the miles.