This morning as Stella-kin and I took our walk, we headed into Brackett Park, where a murder of crows had gathered.
Unfortunately, as we walked under a tree populated by crows, Stella bore the brunt of their attack:
Mur! Stella seemed non-plussed by the poo and we continued merrily on our walk. But her coat is now in the wash!
Here is a photo of the crows taken last night from my backyard:
Haters.
xoxoxoxo
Wendell!
3 comments:
the poo!! thank goodness for the fabulous coat protection.
That's a lot of poo. A lot. What does a friggin' crow eat?
Stella looks so shamed in that pic. I'm slayed.
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