I didn’t find my little friend this morning.  Normally he comes and stares at me, and in a way poses for the camera.  Instead I was able to take some photos of these two little guards.  Every day I find them sitting on the exact same branch in the same trees.  They preen themselves like they are covered in fleas and poop and sing a lot.

Screen Shot 2013-10-20 at 12.00.14 PMScreen Shot 2013-10-20 at 12.02.09 PMI wonder what she’s thinking when she’s staring at me.  “PREDATOR!” ?


“I’m so itchy, I need to poop.  Then I’ll sing about it.”

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