I regret to inform you that I found something in my back yard this morning that reminded me of the thing with teeth incident of 2016. Reader, it was a squirrel's tail with no squirrel attached to it. Now I will definitely live in fear of coming across its other body parts when I'm gardening. Mark is being way too reassuring: "No, it definitely ran off." WITHOUT ITS TAIL? IT RAN OFF TO SOMEONE ELSE'S BACK YARD, TAILLESS?
Right before I encountered the tail, I was delightedly following a butterfly, like a character in a David Lynch movie.