A few months ago, something in the backyard caused a stir at the windowsill. Expecting another squirrel in the flowerbox, we were surprised to see a large falcon swoop in and settle on the back fence. Good thing no cats were out there or any little birds in the feeder either!
Since then, we’ve seen the falcon a number of times. We’ve named it Phil. A neighbor frightened it once when it was sitting on their deck. It then flew into their house! For less than a minute, then it was back outside again. Scared the neighbor half to death (not to mention pooped on a rug). Let’s not do that again anytime soon, okay Phil?
Fences good, livingrooms bad. Got it? We’re sure you do.