sausage conundrum

There wasn't much traffic tonight as I walked along the highway overpass to get home, so I know which car it was that somehow caused an item to skid to a halt twenty feet behind me. Unable to resist curiosity, I discovered that it was a summer sausage. Nothing else had fallen or been thrown out. I picked it up and it was warm, leading immediately to an ocean of speculation, and thus, inevitably, to a poll.

[Poll #1137105]

Not sure what to do with it. I think I am too paranoid to eat it myself, in which case I am too paranoid to give it to the crows (whom I like). Food bank ditto. If I thought it was really poisoned I might try to interest the tulip-murdering squirrels, but what if it were all right and I only encouraged their taste for blood?

Unrelatedly, I succeeded brilliantly at my orange cake recipe on Saturday. Affinity brought on by watching Kim Sam Soon?