Worn to a Frazzle

Crumby has been gone all week. He has been out in the terrible wilderness in the freezing cold. He has borne a terrible, heavy burden. Jeez Louise!

Plus Crumby espied the first shrew he has ever seen in real life. The poor little thing must have got caught out in the merciless cold and froze. Yes. There wasn't a mark on that particular dead shrew.

If Crumby could have revived that shrew, he might have brought it home to be a pet. Then probably one of the other pets might have eaten it. So that shrew may have been faced with a Druid Dichotomy, freeze to death or make a meal.

Dang it. Crumby stupidly forgot to take a picture of that shrew. From now on though, as Crumby mule packs across the frozen wasteland that some call the Rolling Plains, he shall surely take pictures of any more dead or living shrews he encounters.