What with Advent and all, I’ve fallen behind on my Wild Kingdom postings. But a couple of weeks ago I came downstairs and noticed some activity on the patio.
Well, look who it is:
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I can’t now recall what I might have tossed outside after dinner
the night before. Don’t tell the neighbors, but when I have a lamb chop, I chew
as much as I can get off the bone and then chuck it onto the patio. Invariably,
it’s no longer there in the morning. Ditto the skin when I’ve roasted a salmon
fillet. So it might have been either, or something else entirely.
I’m happy to share.
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