Rainy Days and Monday

Old song title but it is what we have today.

This morning while washing the breakfast dishes, I looked out the window where I saw a turkey vulture drop something in my yard and then he and another flew down to have a meal. I could not even think about taking a photo because all I could imagine was the dog outside at the time chasing the birds away and confiscating the dead thing. So I went out, the birds flew off and I looked. A baby opossum which we gave a decent burial with a big rock to mark its grave. And keep the dog from digging.

A different kind of Monday morning.

The turkey vultures are probably mad at me!