Buzzards circle, within minutes of the kill.
The dominant bird claims the find with a grim dance. The submissive bird finally asks for a bite of snake. The greedy one doesn't look up from his bloody meal as his partner meekly asks for a share of the carcass. The hungry buzzard slumps in defeat, and waits. It was a gory task. Buzzards stripped every bite and left snake bones bleaching in the sun.
The owl skritches toenails on the tin roof at night, waiting to eat the baby bunny that eats in the side yard.
Roadrunners eat lizards, squirt squirrels raw meat scraps.
Roadrunner will snatch a baby squirt,
given a chance, but turn tail with
eeky mamas on the warpath. Big Beep runs the gauntlet of tiny teeth to ask for meat scraps at the patio. If a roadrunner stays in the driveway away from burrows and doesn't dawdle, the mamas will let him grab a quick bite of meat. Big Beep yaaks and whines and flounces when told that he can't have thirds.
