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suarez's place in the freezing cold so I could get my promised ride to the bank, only to find he wasn't home. That round-headed monkey needs a damn telephone. My ears hurt like hell now, since I had no clue it was so cold when I started walking (it doesn't *look* cold, it looks like yesterday). Had I known, I would have worn a hat. Hooray for earaches.
On the way down our street to the gate of his complex, I saw a dead possum lying by the side of the road. On the walk back, there was a huge black bird picking at it. At first I thought it was a raven, but the head was all wrong. I still don't know what it was, but it looked like a miniature vulture, and was all black with a greyish head and a white ring around the neck. It was maybe a foot and a half tall. I'm not a bird person, so perhaps my description isn't too good. Anyway, it was ripping big chunks out of the possum's guts and it was really gross. Our street is very quiet in the morning, so you could hear everything. Ugh!
I should point out we live in the middle of the city, surrounded by strip malls, buildings, apartment complexes and a high school. But we see dead wildlife on the road all the time, and raccoons occasionally come into the patio to drive the cats crazy. Welcome to Texas.
suarez's place in the freezing cold so I could get my promised ride to the bank, only to find he wasn't home. That round-headed monkey needs a damn telephone. My ears hurt like hell now, since I had no clue it was so cold when I started walking (it doesn't *look* cold, it looks like yesterday). Had I known, I would have worn a hat. Hooray for earaches.On the way down our street to the gate of his complex, I saw a dead possum lying by the side of the road. On the walk back, there was a huge black bird picking at it. At first I thought it was a raven, but the head was all wrong. I still don't know what it was, but it looked like a miniature vulture, and was all black with a greyish head and a white ring around the neck. It was maybe a foot and a half tall. I'm not a bird person, so perhaps my description isn't too good. Anyway, it was ripping big chunks out of the possum's guts and it was really gross. Our street is very quiet in the morning, so you could hear everything. Ugh!
I should point out we live in the middle of the city, surrounded by strip malls, buildings, apartment complexes and a high school. But we see dead wildlife on the road all the time, and raccoons occasionally come into the patio to drive the cats crazy. Welcome to Texas.