Dining in Eastern Hollywood

Vultures 1Here are two of our cats — Cammy (the calico) and her special needs son Chuckles behind her, closely observing a swarm of vultures that descended upon a dead possum across the street for a hearty, healthy meal.  All told there were about a dozen who eventually joined the party.

Harlot was out there, too, but under a car.  Inside, Binky and Silhouette watched from a window.  Only Rudy missed he show.  I guess.

At one point, Cammy advanced across the sidewalk onto the swale — that’s the strip of grass between sidewalk and street; a term we didn’t know until living here in the banana republic — as though to charge the feasting birds of prey.  Bad idea: those birds are huge and have ferocious claws and beaks; I doubt they’d appreciate an interruption — but fortunately a car came down the street and she scurried back.

The possum was picked clean of flesh and fur in about an hour. I assume the vultures flew off to a Starbucks for coffee.

Ah, nature.

Close-up below: is anybody else reminded of a city commission meeting?

vulture 2

 

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3 Responses to Dining in Eastern Hollywood

  1. Kim Chee says:

    A vulture party. What a nice way to meet neighbors.

  2. Ted Williams' Head says:

    Are possums gluton free? Inquiring (and detached) minds want to know.

  3. Frank of Oregon says:

    Wait, go back. “Special needs son?” The cat?

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