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Around sunrise this morning, I heard an odd, repeated cry. I went in back and two birds flew out of the pine tree. One appeared to be an oversized dove. It was the one making the noise. The other was a large owl.
Both settled in the gum tree, the large dove warning its fellows about the predator. The owl settled on a hidden branch, exactly above the spot where I had found its scat.
I hope it feeds greedily on the little nocturnal rodents. But I wish it would attend to its nature elsewhere.