It is spring, the sun is out, and Wild Kingdom is once again showing from my cubicle window. Each year when the weather turns nice the drama begins anew as the city fauna dance their dance — play their game of life and death in the big city — atop our expansive balcony, right outside my window. During that first exciting year that I experienced the joys of work, I was honoured with the dismemberment show, as our friend the hawk made meals out of many of the roosting pigeons in our shrubbery. Last year, thanks to some poorly constructed seals on our door, it was the march of the ants. I don’t think I need to go into detail. Today, it seems, the goose show is on, as two Canadian geese, stalk out their territory outside my window. Just a few moments ago they were looking through the glass at me, squawking. |
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