I just stepped out on the porch to let Pixie the Wonderbeagle out to do her business. From the woods at the end of the street I could hear an owl hooting as it finished up the night shift. Immediately a thunderous gobble let loose from the neighbor's pine tree across the street. I could just make out two turkeys sitting in a big ash tree right next to the pine. Now all the neighborhood crows are getting at it, obviously trying to locate the owl. The buck cardinal that staked a claim to the maple tree in the front yard is singing his fool head off all ready too. 'Just another typical morning in the 'hood.
