Aug 09, 2005 23:11
I woke to a falcon's cry.
No, I'm not trying to obtuse, or artsy. It's the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. A falcon has apparently roosted on the corner of the building I'm renting. It's all about the acoustics, so the building is large. And apparently, a haven for lost exotic animals. I wonder if there might be a tiger wandering the neighborhood that I could lure out of hiding with a plate laden with steaks.
If I'm going to become the crazy old single lady with lots of cats, I can't really go wrong starting out with a tiger, now can I?