Beautiful evening, one would think those pesky squirrels would be out and about. But, I sit here on the Loggia and wait. One wonders where do they go? Don't they know they are my entertainment, my practice hunting prey? I did have a big fat pidgeon come down on the grass and I snuck up on her and nearly scared the feathers right out of her! No squirrels? I can stalk the pidgeons! In the meantime I wait and watch...Tuesday, August 24, 2010
All quiet on the Western Front
Beautiful evening, one would think those pesky squirrels would be out and about. But, I sit here on the Loggia and wait. One wonders where do they go? Don't they know they are my entertainment, my practice hunting prey? I did have a big fat pidgeon come down on the grass and I snuck up on her and nearly scared the feathers right out of her! No squirrels? I can stalk the pidgeons! In the meantime I wait and watch...