Found dead on the path this morning; killed by a bite to the neck by a cat? a raccoon? Stretched out, the animal would have been nearly as long as my forearm. In life, this animal was the frenetic terror of mice, voles, young birds and any other small, moving creature. Now, stillness.
Mustela frenata
David George Haskell 
saddening to see our weasel brethren perish in battle of the feline, but not to worry he shall provide sustenance for the creatures of the forest thus is the path that all the weasel kingdom travel.