It was early. Sitting at my small antique desk going through a few photos, I saw something move outside. Looking through the patterned sheers and seeing it, I was speechless. The only thing I had to take a photo with was my phone. Because my windows are dirty, they are not the clearest, however when a beautiful critter like this is hunting right in front of you, dirty windows don't matter.
Hunting for it's breakfast, it listened intently, then pounced quickly burying it's nose in the hole it dug.
After devouring it's catch, it sat and scratched leisurely before heading North.
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Dirty Windows Don't Matter
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