People ask me, "Why all the tomfoolery with deceased tree rodents?" Good question. I think this photo of my great great grandfather's tombstone may answer some questions. He asked the immortal question inscribed on the tombstone just days before he died from Squirrel Fever in the 1920's. To this day, rumors are passed around my family speculating what my great great grandad was doing with the squirrel that gave him the terminal disease. If he was anything like his adoring great great grandson, my guess is that he was having sex with it. I hope this paints an accurate, if not beautiful, picture in your head concerning my passion for tree varmints.