My neighbors are getting married this weekend. Stephen invited me over yesterday to enjoy smoked chicken and Boulevard Wheat with some friends and family.
His future brother-in-law had a full-grown, three-pound dog of some sort (I’m no dog expert).
I noticed a hawk circling above and wondered out loud whether the hawk was looking to make a meal out of this small animal. The owners seemed concerned, and I responded with “Yeah, it would be terrible. I don’t have my camera on me.”