This week while walking the dogs I found two dead birds. Yesterday I found a dove and today and owl. They were whole and not bloody. It’s like a taxidermist lost them on his way to work. When I saw the owl, it was right around the time Jess, our babysitter, was picking up the boys at school. I texted her that I had found something I wanted to show her and the boys when they came home, but I didn’t tell her what it was. When she pulled up to the house I jumped in her car and directed her to Dodd Street and Conrad said, “I bet its an owl,” making the whole thing even spookier. When we pulled up to the snow mound with the owl perched on it Dash didn’t want to get out of the car but Conrad did. He walked all around the tree looking for clues about how the owl could have fallen. We couldn’t figure out what happened. Are they related? Is someone or something poisoning them? Is it just the cold? I don’t know but I am wondering if I’ll find another tomorrow.

Tuesday March 2, 3:00 at Glenridge and Forest

Wednesday March 3, 3:15 on Dodd Street.

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