
On a less lethal note, I knew I planted blue morning glories but all summer only purple came out; but finally, just as the whole flower tower is starting to dry up and die, two appeared.

Lear: And my poor fool is hanged. No, no life? Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life, And thou no breath at all? O, thou wilt come no more, never, never, never. Pray you, undo this button. Thank you, sir. O, O, O, O.
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It's all happening, isn't it?!?...Gustav is the perfect storm! Chipmunks attacking sparrows! Forty years of darkness! Earthquakes, volcanoes! Miss Congeniality for Vice President! Dogs and cats living together! Real Old Testament stuff!
I witnessed an epic battle between crows and blue jays that ended with a decapitated crow in our backyard a few years ago. I've also seen a chipmunk eating an earthworm. None of that creepy mammal-avian conflict though.
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