my ramousquirrel has no home

I found a dead ramousquirrel in the middle of the road the other day, and I thought to myself 'what happens to all the ramousquirrels out there without any homes to chew their way through?' I soon found the answer to my question in the festering pile of puss and maggots that was a dead ramousquirrel carcass in front of me. Its half coagulated blood pool had an imprint of a tire in it. I realized at that moment that i usually only see dead ramousquirrels in the road. roadkill is one thing; when an animal is dumb enough to run in front of a speeding car, well thats just part of nature but for an entire specie's deceased members to be found in the road, that's malicious intent. I decided to see how deep the rabbit hole goes and picked up a trail of clues which was litterally a trail of body parts. it led me to a pile of ramousquirrel hides and a guy named larry said he just didnt want them fuckers round no more so he lured them across roads with drywall and peanutbutter. so here's to larry in joining the ramousquirrel resistance effort. now all we have to worry about is this: