Running with the rat

Saturday, I ran with my running gal pal in Lincoln Park. We had to stop and walk the last half mile. So there was ample opportunities to see what is lurking in the beautiful fall leaves you can't help but crunch your feet in when you're running. There was one leaf in particular that stood out. We saw it and I thought "Ooh! The brown leaf looks like a rat." Quickly, we figured it was a flat rat, dried out. A cartoon family of birds could have used it as a rug in their living room. Disgusting!