I opened the door this morning and the first thing I checked was to see if Daniels work truck was gone. (It was thank god, no early morning drink parties like yesterday!) Then I saw the feathers on the porch.
My little feeding station is getting pretty popular, and the squirrels have been raiding my hanging feeder so bad I had to take it down. But the bird feathers indicate a fight of some sort occurred last night. I hope the bird survived.
Then I spent the afternoon with an old friend. It was great to catch up!