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In the Pool

 

 

Jelly

 

 

 

 

Tide Pool

 

Acorn Barnacles

 

Gooseneck

 

 

Name It?

 

 

 

 

 

Deputy Dog: Call of the Day

One of my brother's calls from the rural half of the state.....

 

Complainant:

I can't find my dog. I think he is up on property behind mine: 800 acre cattle ranch. I heard a gun shot. Now, I can't find my dog.

Deputy Dog: 

If your dog is after livestock, ranchers can shoot it.

Complainant:

I know the law, but they shouldn't be able to shoot my dog.

Deputy Dog:

Okay, how can I help?

 

The Complainant hangs up.

The Hunt

 

As the days darken, the congregation of crows downtown grows, but the bridgehead flat lot is lined with dozens of rats fed from the camps under and around the off-ramp and on-ramps of the bridge. A hawk is feeding on one behind my prowler. His falconer, paid to harass the crows, asks me not move, but his hawk will have none of him. It sees the rats. The crows can wait.  For ten minutes, the bird flies from ramp to ramp, perched on the rail, lying in wait, ignoring the falconer's attempt to call it back and continue the crow hunt.

 

 

 

 

Jelly

 

 

 

 

Jelly