Just in case you were wondering, things are still being murdered in the yard around the RD house.
If you’ll recall, I’ve been finding blood stains in the mornings on my patio for some time now. Something is killing something else and leaving a bloody trail of evidence.
I’m becoming more and more convinced that it’s the owl. We do have an owl who (no pun intended) lives in the trees around our yard. Or at least, he or she visits them because sometimes at sunset or sunrise, I can hear her hooting. It’s kind of cool, considering that we really live in the city.
What is NOT cool is that this owl, if it is the owl, is a very messy eater. And I cannot get the blood stains off of my patio. One friend suggested hydrogen peroxide, which I promptly tried to no avail. I mean, I’ve scrubbed these stains, and they don’t come off. Maybe it’s the nature of the slate stones that grace our patio? I don’t know, but it’s becoming embarrassing that they are all covered with blood. People are going to start to talk, you know.
So, I thought I’d share the latest stains that I noticed when I was out doing the seaweed pressing. Here we are:
Really, how gross is that? It’s all dripping down, spreading out from the body of our poor victim. That stain makes me imagine the struggle of the circle of life in a way I’m not comfortable with.
So, what do you think? Owl? And what do you suppose is the victim? Rats? Maybe desert rats, which we have, I think, and which are smaller than Willard and his friends Ben and Socrates or whoever you imagine when you think “rat.”
I can’t wait to see what kind of Google searches bring people to this page.