Musings on anything. |
| I stepped outside my front door this morning to find red feathers everywhere. It was a garbled mess with softer white fuzzy feathers all over the large mat. It is a covered stoop. Apparently it is a safe haven for some nasty creature of the night. I stepped over it in horror to rush to a meeting at church. I went home after the service, got out the leaf blower to remove the feathers. I didn't want to put a broom into the mess. I finally had to use the rake and snow shovel to get up the mangled parts and discard. The soft stuff was almost ground into the rug. I blew it some more, but think it needs to come up and be washed. I know Mother Nature operates this way, but I am still horrified to know birds are being killed on my front step. And a red bird, no less! The only outdoor cat in the neighborhood is declawed and doesn't hang out at my front door. There is scat on my patio every day which I have to clean away, so I'm thinking a fox or possum, if they attack birds. We do have cuywholves (they are slightly bigger than coyotes, which are not native to my area), I think ground hogs are vegetarians. It was a nasty way to start the day. |