Write For The Ones That Count

Picture taken on morning walk, inserted for quick break in monotony.

There’s a hawk crying outside, every day, and every morning. Usually I don’t notice things like that, but recently Not-My-Cat deposited three more kittens beneath my back deck (yes I’m going to nab that little sucker and get her fixed!) and though I already have 3 of these tykers running about my house, I don’t want anything like the Circle Of Life to pinch out those three little cuties anytime soon.

If I saw the hawk dive for...