Friday, May 28, 2010

Murder Last Night

Great night! 55 degrees, dry air, just a hint of a breeze. Windows-open weather.

Until around 1:30 AM, when a raccoon decided it was time to chow down on birds' eggs in the tree about 30 feet from the window.

The bird did not like this at all, and REALLY started screeching. The raccoon argued with its clicking/chatter. Loudly.

It was mayhem out there; woke one of the kids, too.

After about 10 minutes, the coon went home, fatter. Still haven't seen the birds, which I think was a mourning dove pair.

Mourning, for sure.

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