Oh yes. Time to revisit an earlier post....
Unless you are squeamish.
In which case ... don't. Just don't.

So there I was this morning chatting away to Cas, who had just heard the sad tale of George. Which led, of course, onto us talking generally about sick dogs. And who could talk of sick dogs without mentioning Ned and his finest hour lately.
Turns out Cas has further information - it wasn't a white squirrel was it?

Well erm yes, but I'd assumed his stomach acids had erm, bleached it...
No, no, no, no! Sharon next door had AN ALBINO squirrel. It used to visit their back garden. It's disappeared lately.. they were wondering.

Look, since the bin men have now safely taken away the evidence, I've found a picture of a nice fluffy albino squirrel instead.