Audrey heard a thud she thought was from the inside of the garage. I chalked it up to absurdity. When I backed out of the garage she asked, "what's that bird in the yard"? It was a grouse that flew into the window and apparently was none the worse for wear. The funny thing is I don't live in grouse country. It's nice to know there around.
Richard I'd be on the lookout for hawks and owls looking for an easy meal. The neighbor has a wandering cat and I have a 22 Hornet, someday they will meet.
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There is no hunting like the hunting of man, and those who have hunted armed men long enough and liked it, never care for anything else thereafter...Earnest Hemingway
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