Holy flying buzzards, Batman!
I was working in my office and Donné comes running outside, making the very particular noise she makes when some sort of creepy crawley has freaked her out. I ask, “Is it a snake or a spider?” I’m really hoping for spider.
“It’s a bird.” Oh, okay, nothing serious. Well, it was a bit bigger than I expected, like bird of prey big, flapping against our window. My natural reaction was to grab my camera and take a UFO certified blurry photo. I wanted to get a few more shots, but then it started to try getting out again.
I went to open the door fully, and as I did that it bolted over my head, through the garden on it’s way. After some Googling, I think it may be a Steppe buzzard.
Donné had been sitting on the couch sending a message, when the buzzard flew in through the back door and past her head before getting stuck. Definitely a big surprise.
As my colleague Charl says, “You’re living in nature here.” It is exciting to have a bird of prey zooting around our house.