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Tag. Ẃeβ࿚Ẃỉtcĥ  and StephBee  A strange, almost macabre thing happened to me yesterday. Just as the last of the daylight was about to disappear, I decided to go for a quick walk around the block, just to stretch my legs. I walked down our long driveway which is tree lined,— some of those trees must be over 100 years old with thick canopies. I had just reached the double gates when something dropped with a thud about a metre away from me. I stopped and looked on the ground. I wondered if it had been a bird suddenly dropping dead. I went closer, a little cautiously, but curious at the same time, after all, whatever it was had narrowly missed dropping on my head! I stared down at it in the gloom of the oncoming night and couldn’t quite make out what I was looking at. Then I realised. It was a headless baby bandicoot. The head had been neatly bitten or pulled off, the blood and flesh was still fresh and glistening. I stared up into the thick foliage, but couldn’t see anything moving. So I decided to go for a five minute walk before darkness closed in and then I would remove the headless corpse when I returned. But when I got back the creature had gone. Obviously the eagle or hawk had waited for me to move on before reclaiming his lost meal. It was sad for the bandicoot but at the same time the bird of prey’s chicks didn’t go to sleep hungry. Such is nature. |
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