A few days ago our local pair of Red-tailed Hawks killed a cottontail at the end of my neighbor's driveway. Didn't take long before the moochers started to show up.
"Stuff is eaten by dogs, broken by family and friends, sanded down by the wind, frozen by the mountains, lost by the prairie, burnt off by the sun, washed away by the rain. So you are left with dogs, family, friends, sun, rain, wind, prairie and mountains. What more do you want?" Federico Calboli
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Nice! We've got a neighborhood full of those moochers, and I love watching them.
As Steve's bartender friend Montana said in the Golden Spur last Saturday night, "No mooching!"
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