Today, I jogged underneath a falcon that was killing a pigeon and being chased by a murder of cawing crows.
It was cacophonous. The pigeon had no chance. For that matter, neither did the crows.
Today, I jogged underneath a falcon that was killing a pigeon and being chased by a murder of cawing crows.
It was cacophonous. The pigeon had no chance. For that matter, neither did the crows.