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This is my son.

This is my son sprawled in the grass.

This is my son sprawled in the grass pretending to be carrion.

This is a buzzard.


This is a buzzard lazily riding the airwaves near my son who is sprawled in the grass.

This is the buzzard that thought the boy sprawled in the grass pretending to be carrion

looked, umm … interesting.








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    Darci April 23, 2013 (6:59 pm)

    Thanks for the laugh!

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    land for sale April 24, 2013 (8:42 am)

    Im not sure if you have seen the video of the baby being attacked while in a park by a bird of prey in the UK? Obviously your son isn’t as small as a baby so it would have to be a very large bird of prey to feel confident enough to attack however I wouldn’t put it past them and I would definitely watch them!

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    Mary Poppins April 24, 2013 (9:50 am)

    Huh. Your middle child and I tried that very same thing with those very same buzzards on Monday. They didn’t even swoop our way. I don’t know whether to feel offended or not! lol

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    Weekend Cowgirl April 24, 2013 (12:25 pm)

    The buzzards come and try to attack our baby calves right after birth. I have to go and make loud sounds to keep them away. Not a buzzard fan!!

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    Melissa Wells April 24, 2013 (8:21 pm)

    I don’t know why, but this is hilarious.. I think your commentary overlaid with his facial expression is priceless!!!

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