Trail Kill

On my Sunday run, I did take one picture.  Not far into Lanzo, I spotted a little mouse stretched out on the trail.  She/he was so cute.  I had to jump over not to land on the rodent.  I stopped and went back.  Yup.  It was dead.  Looked like a mountain bike had run it over, probably had no clue it had hit the little creature.  Taking the picture, I thought that it looked like a cartoon, like a little mouse with lipstick.  It wasn't till I got a couple of sticks to lift it off the trail (would prevent further trail kill - I could see something down trying to nibble on the mouse and getting rundown itself) that I realized that its little rosy lips were actually from blood.  Poor little thing.