The crows were chasing the seagulls around and stealing their clams, then telling any who would listen all about it from the tops of the trees.
I tried out the zoom on the new camera, taking this shot of Buzz from across the room. It looks great, but you can sure see how he's aging - mostly around the muzzle. A bit of grey on his chin. . . . Of course, the nose is just dirty from digging in the dust.
As I write, the coyotes are really howling and yipping it up out there, and it's not even a full moon. Buzz is adding his chorus to the cacophony.
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