Ocotillo Seed Seeker
Occasionally, birds fly into my large glass door. At the beginning, it sent a fright through me. Now, I just shout out "dumb-ass" when I hear the thump. They always seem to pick themselves up, dust themselves off and fly away. I had a finch once sitting on my patio chair, not more than a foot away from the door. It flew into the window, landed back on the chair, then flew into the window again. That was a really dumb-ass bird.
I chose to blip this White-winged dove from among all the other photos I took today because I suffered my first known bird/window fatality. As always, when I heard the loud thud, I reacted as I do normally. A little while later, I noticed an oriole and moved closer to the door. That's when I saw the White-winged dove laying on the cement, blood seeping from it's head.
Naturally, it was upsetting. I can accept the loss of a critter in the wild when attacked by a predator. It's the circle of life.
It's just that I never thought I would feel like the predator.
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