Washing the dishes and litter boxes
goes faster on Thursday but without as much laughter.
Somehow when I tell myself jokes it doesn't have the same
effect as when Roy tells them. Same with reciting
nonsense verse.
Stallone trashed his cage,
upsetting food and litter and burying them in the
bedding. He's new and I gather he's been living a comfy
life in some lady's garage - well fed and cozy warm -
until her husband ordered her to get rid of him because
they're getting a puppy. Presumably the puppy isn't going
to live in the garage, so I'm not sure what the problem
is, but Stallone is here and not liking it
much.
Two new kittens came in today.
There are always more kittens. (Please pay/neuter your
pet.) These two are cute as buttons and will find homes
practically instantly.
I managed to finish the dishes and
litter boxes before 11:00 so had plenty of time for lunch
and a drive-by birding pass before making the trek to
Cambridge. I was hoping to find short eared owls again
but didn't see a single one. However, it seems wherever I
looked there was another rough legged hawk. I saw at
least 5, possibly 6. I wasn't sure whether the second
dark morph one I saw was the same one I'd see a little
ways up the road or a different one. At one point I had
three of them in sight at the same time. They were all
hunting over the clam flats just before the hill. As I
was watching the three rough legged hawks, I noticed a
dark speck higher in the sky and a little further west.
Once I got focused on it, I was thrilled. It was an
immature bald eagle! That is so cool. Five rough legged
hawks and a bald eagle sure makes up for the lack of
short eared owls!
