While running through a park just above River Street in Savannah, Marshall almost stepped on a dead squirrel's head. I saw where he was running and it looked like a gray root sticking out of the ground. He ran toward it and as his foot came down he realized it was a squirrel he was about to step on. He quickly hopscotched his feet around the
carcass, and didn't touch a hair of the gray squirrel--I guess he's just a natural athlete!
I thought these anchors were pretty cool--they were lying around in that park too, perhaps the squirrel was impaled on one of them.

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