… and giving me a very critical look …
… when I came close. But on Friday morning it must have chosen the wrong place to roost: the transformer on our electricity pole. It – or maybe a different vulture – had sat there before, but on top of the pole:
And up there on the top of the pole it was not dangerous, of course. But on Friday morning it must have tried to settle down directly on the transformer, and unfortunately that ended in its untimely demise. Thus it’s now dead and hanging down from the wires:
Sad, so sad that it met its end there. I’m hoping now that the people from our electricity provider [I telephoned them immediately on Friday] will come by tomorrow and get it down. Its companion, btw, was flying in circles high above our place on Friday, but I haven’t seen it since.
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- Correction (pitstexasexpatblog.wordpress.com)