wasnt their day

they were still pretty tipped

Wha kind of bird is that

                         Moby was a boider

Where?

Just off the steps beneath the feeder moving this way   Appears ravenous

There.

The only one

You know its name.

If I did I wouldnt be asking

I’ve told you its name many times in many different places.

Ya quiz me In one ear out the other Im no boider Im not fascinatedother things occupy my mind

Maybe if I don’t tell you I might pique your interest.

No That would be a mistake   Be the exteacher you are

That’s a towhee, bigger than a sparrow, kind of spastic in flight.

Looks like its stalking us  Eats seed correct

Seed and berries, acorn, plum and apricot, during breeding season supplements its diet with insects.

Is it breeding season

We’re on the cusp, why?

the towhee continued hopping towards them

                                               Because this one appears to be stalking us  I wouldnt put it past it to embrace palingenesis rebirth regeneration suddenly go Cretaceous on us  devolve into a teethy velociraptor

Feels mighty like its stalking us

You’re being ridiculous.

Hahah  Last famous words theyll find blood an meatbits an wonderscratching their heads What happened here?

the towhee brazenly continued hopping towards them

Shit. You’re creeping me ou . .

. . Time for another beer . .

. . Sure.

when he got up out of the resin Adirondack chair for the beers the towhee didnt spook  he gave it a wide berth as he walked past  the towhee didnt spook

                                        such is the breeding season

Moby might have to submit to sex

 

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