I like this. The "Battle of the Birds" each spring morning. Ruger always is insistent about getting out in the morning, so I follow mans best friend. When I step outside, it is sometimes so loud with which feathered friend can out-do the other. Sounds just great to me there in the dark.
Should ahve rode yesterday, but back was hurtin, and I did yardwork and hunted 'srooms instead. Found some. Morels (in the firepit part of the yard). Fry 'em up good with eggs?
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