Wow… that brings back memories and a belated question; why were there swans quacking?
Don’t they actually honk like geese, or hiss, or make some other sound instead?
Wow… that brings back memories and a belated question; why were there swans quacking?
Don’t they actually honk like geese, or hiss, or make some other sound instead?
Posted that one already.
Have a cat slo-mo:
Ohmygosh, I love how it turns to look at the camera!
This reminds me… A friend who lived in the city once kept hearing noises in his kitchen… he gets up one night, goes into the kitchen when he hears the sound, and it turns out it’s a possum in his kitchen. Then it turns out it’s a momma with babies who were living in his dishwasher. He called animal control to come take them out, and they took them to a local park.
Eep!
Shades of Gray Gardens.
Can’t see them without thinking of Woodland Encounter or Sacred Ground by Bev Doolittle…are you sure there’s nothing behind those trees?
Worse than that – I think there’s something IN those trees!
It was a fine apartment… not huge or anything, but perfectly acceptable for a place in midtown… a few blocks from Peachtree street, etc… but still. A weird story. And this is ATL, and we are a pretty green city, with lots of critters.
He now lives in East Point in a nice little renovated craftsman… or he did the last time I talked to him.