Friday, October 14, 2011
Last Man Out
In the summer, we simply have whole BATCHES of these guys flying around overhead. We can sit on the deck and watch them go over our heads like air-traffic controllers. By this time, though, not so much. This is the last one I've seen around. The cats caught him, and I got him away from them, only to have them catch him again. I couldn't find him after that, so I thought they ate him, but then I saw him a few minutes later, flying right past me. Guess he got away himself.
He is one cool customer, all right.