Mute Testimony

The Old Lady is not the only forager in this neck of the woods, just the clumsiest. Noisy, too; just ask Blue Jay.
On a sunny hillside she stumbled upon dramatic evidence of predation: Turtle had laid her eggs in a hole in the ground but Raccoon had dug up the nest and devoured the eggs, leaving an empty hole and empty eggshells.
“Some days you are the raccoon, ” observed The Old Lady sagely, “and some days you are the turtle egg.”
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