I'm being watched!

     Yesterday was a quite day.  It was also a busy day.  Kathy and I along with three of my students are going to a venue called Everything Equine.  It is really picking up speed and becoming very popular here in Vermont.  So after I fed George, the geese, let the horses out I had to get the big truck ready and cleaned out.  Deegan is a big and I mean big German Sheppard and leaved lots and lots of hair.

Two hours of cleaning and vacuuming trying to get as much of the hair as I could off of the seats.  Argh!!!  But I did it.  I also had some help.  Deegan was so good and laid down whichever side I was on and kept watch over me and what I was doing.  Zack the cat came and helped and put his two cents in as well.  

Every once in a while I would look around for George.  It was eerie quite around the farm.  The silence was unreal.  Something was amiss in the air, but I couldn't put my finger on it.  I did get to watch a great deal of our backyard birds between moving from side to side of the truck.  

I was on the drivers side at one point and you know when you get that feeling of being watched?  Well I just couldn't shake that feeling.  It stayed with me for a while. I would look around and could see nothing.  I got the vacuum going and when I stopped it I heard a clack, clack, clack!  I looked around and couldn't see anything and I heard it again.  Then the hair stood on the back of my neck.  I felt like eyes were boring into me.  I looked on the roof, nothing!  I looked on the shed, nothing.  I looked into the sky, Nothing.  

Then I heard the Croak.  Big, deep and throaty.  I finally turned and well.

There's George!  He had been watching me for quite a while.  I was so happy to see him.  I hadn't seen him most of the morning.  He sat in that tree just watching and hanging out with me for about a half an hour.  Then Gracie flew by and they started soaring up in the sky together. It was a beautiful sight.  Gracie came and got food off of the roof and George would take some and stash it or bring some to the nest.  I'm so excited to see how many babies they had this year!!!  I can't wait to get pictures.  

OH! By the way.  Remember when I put the french fries on the shed roof instead of his feeding station.  George did take all of the fries. He didn't leave one of them.  He LOVES french fries and meatballs!  

Thanks for stopping in George: The Old Silo Raven. George and I appreciate it!