Someone in or near my neighborhood owns a pair of peahens. As in female peacocks. The just sort of roam around eating everyone's plants and making fucking weird noises. I'm not a big fan of birds but even I have to admit they are pretty nifty looking birds. I am glad that they are not acclimated to people. Or it least it seems like they aren't. I can't get close enough to take a picture, which is fine because I don't need them sneaking up on me while I'm outside and distracted and going all murder hen on me. I have no evidence that they would be bloodthirsty, evil, flesh tearing monsters aside from my luck. If I didn't have bad luck I'd have no luck at all so goes the saying.
There is also an "eagle nest" in my neighbor's tree. I am a tiny bit skeptical that they are actually eagles. But I am certain it's some type of bird of prey, like a falcon or hawk that my idiot, redneck neighbors mistook for eagles. I mean, an eagle is a big fucking bird and I doubt that they would go unseen by someone who lives 50 feet from where they do. I also think that if they were eagles that were feeding babies the neighborhood would be missing a few cats. They definitely make the scream that birds who drink blood make. And they make it all the damned time.
Speaking of cats. I think it's pretty common for neighborhoods to have wandering cats. I have to say though, I've never lived anywhere where there were so many cruising around. This is especially nuts because 5 of our 6 cats don't go outside. The one that does was a stray who was wandering around and suckered me into feeling sorry for him and taking him in. Most of the cats keep their distance and the one that doesn't is a pleasant old fellow with no voice named Studley. He's a rough looking, old, grey tom that suckered our neighbor into feeling sorry for him and taking him in. He visits every now and then and does a silent meow for me so I'll scratch his ears. It's a good relationship. Especially since someone else is feeding him and cleaning his box.
My neighborhood is also awash with barbecues and grills. I'm guilty as well. I have a neat little portable Weber grill that runs off those little green camping sized propane bottles that my buddy Treebeard gave me. It cooks really nice too. Easy to clean. All the good stuff. Ok, there wasn't much point to the grill paragraph but I felt the need to write something about it. So you got a snippet about my grill.
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