Hey tweets, Zsolt Farkas came honking down Clark Road yesterday,
wildly waving his hand out the window. He had just spotted the Red-
shouldered Hawk in a tree at the Dime Lot. I did a wheelie and went
charging over, but unfortunately, the chocolate Red-tailed Hawk zoomed
in right then and must have scared it off. By the time I got there
(which, given my lead foot on the gas pedal, must have been mere
seconds too late), it was gone.

My theory is that the Fill has numerous black holes scattered all
over, kind of like a tattered herringbone cape. The birds have figured
out how to pop in and out of them at will. Frankly, I wouldn't be
surprised if a few of my husband's socks aren't in there as well. -
Connie, Seattle

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