Like I said, the same day as number five, just hours later, I got number six. This one was cornered exactly like number three. When I shot it, it jumped out of the corner just like number three. The disturbing thing is that it squeaked ten times more than number four. Not only did it squeak after the initial hit, but it lay on the ground and squeaked over and over until the squeaks became gurgly with blood. The squeaks morphed into a wet buzzing sound, and then... nothing. I named him Squeaky II (electric boogaloo).
Squeaky II is still alive in this one.
Squeaky II stopped squeaking by the time this one was taken.
I think Squeaky II's eyeball came out. I'm not sure what's going on in this picture but Squeaky II should take a bath.