For two days now this has been wigging me out. Think y’all will understand why as you read on…

Saturday afternoon my girlfriend arrived at my house. It’s about a hundred miles or so between where we live (only an hour and a half of drive time, and less if the Virginia state troopers aren’t looking :-P). She came at 2 and we were hanging out here when a short while later in the afternoon we noticed something on the front bumper of her car.

At first we thought it might be part of some animal that she had hit (though she couldn’t remember ever hitting one, which is better than can be said about Yours Truly, but anyhoo…) But when we went out to look at it, it wasn’t long before we had wished that it was a piece of roadkill, ‘cuz we can not figure out how this ...