We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
- They seem to have no problem catching enough fish. Funny how they seem to prefer the heads.
- Their attentiveness to the bobble-head chicks is great. The chicks have times to eat, times to sleep cozily under a parent, times to poop, and times to exercise. Easy life, with non-stop sashimi.
When visiting a Federal Park in the Pacific Northwest the ranger said they frequently only rear one chick. They take care of one and forget or neglect the other. Hopefully that is not true here.
Sure sounds like a lot of traffic noise. I was in Alaska a few years ago, and those things were thicker than seagulls around the town dumpsters. Gives one a distinctly different impression with respect to majesty, apex-predator-of-the-bird world and all that, but it's still a thrill to see them in the wilds. We see them occasionally in this part of Texas.