The Observation Deck

My wife was wondering why there was a fish in our side yard.

Huh? What fish? Oh, the almost 15 inches long fish.

The dogs found it first. One had rolled on it.

Our neighbor heard us talking and told us that, yesterday, a Bald Eagle had flown low through the trees between our houses. It was being chased and pestered by a bunch of crows. The neighbor had heard a noise that he thought was the eagle hitting a branch while trying to evade the crows. It was most likely the sound of that fish hitting the ground.

The eagle must have just snagged that fish out of Lake Erie and the crows ruined his dinner by making him drop it.

The heat of the last couple of days was not very good for the fish. The flies and odor were pretty intense. After wrapping the fish in about 5 plastic bags for the trash, and a dog bath, everything is smelling better.

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Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street.
Used to be the heart of town.
Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart.
You just gotta poke around.

Robert Hunter/Sometimes attributed to Ezra Pound.

If anyone would have a flying fish come by, it would be you.

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"When I dare to be powerful -- to use my strength in the service of my vision, then it becomes less and less important whether I am afraid." - Audre Lorde

Man--- this whole thing has just gotta be messed with----- I'm just so flummoxed and discombobulated at the enormity of this purported occurrence that I am temporarily paralyzed.
Until we get this thing sorted out--------Observers---don't buy any day old fish from Steve Davis.
S. Austin