And so I turned off the telly and the lights and all the other stuff I do every night in preparation for going to bed
and one of the mutts, doing her thing, ambled into the bedroom waiting to jump on the bed the minute I drifted off to sleep
however, I noticed that she was looking at something under the bed
puzzled
and I have learned to take these signs seriously, living with easy access for snakes and scorpions and other unwelcome critters
so I grabbed my flashlight and looked under the bed and saw
a dead bird
and a sizable one at that
How, I wondered, did this bird come to be under my bed ?
Did someone, or something, drag it there ? or did it bump into one of the windows as they often do and then seek a place to expire ?
It will remain a mystery.
I picked it up and threw it out in the jungle, a little life extinguished.