Got home from our walk, and headed over to the side of the yard to check for infants. Before I even got there I was accosted with a CLACK CLACK CLACK CLACK so loud that Scott heard it 20 feet away and said “Whoa.” Not sure if it was my speed approaching, my failure to offer a sacrifice, or the very loud crows yelling from two trees over, but Ms Daphne is on edge today and gave me a stern beak-clacking.
