Monday, January 3, 2011

Bess and I witness a "homicide"; or Nature's antipathies

Walking in the Commons this afternoon 3 January, 2011, Bess and I became aware, Bess first, of a commotion; as we approached a hawk flew off, holding a squirrel in its talons. The bird had torn the poor creature's thorax and tore out two organs. Interrupted it left the heart and liver behind as it took flight with its booty. Bess was not allowed to approach the remains.

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