This weekend was a quietly interesting one. First, I found a nice warm/cool
place to relax and watch the birdlife. Here I've just spotted a possible
snack. Of course that dratted two-legger who trails behind me is useless
at sneaking, and the crow got away.
Any claims she has that I decided at the last moment that it looked awfully
big and, well... *fierce*, are of course just lies.
This *looks* quite like my cat-litter, and smells a bit like it should be
a clean loo as well, but when you dig down, it turns into this lovely thick
clay (looks *great* as cat-paw prints on the carpet when you get home!)
so I kept digging until I had a big hole. It didn't sit right, so I didn't use it.
Last of all, you need to catch your flies. As demonstrated:
All in all two useful days.