tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631080913626858673.post6476256120705644550..comments2023-05-26T04:13:55.860-06:00Comments on Suppertime Sonnets: In Which I Watch A Strange Convention From The Sidelines (And No, It Is Not Bacon-Con)Kate Sherrodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08706419613939420574noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631080913626858673.post-58947232558605305952009-09-24T10:06:51.838-06:002009-09-24T10:06:51.838-06:00Strangely, Molly never noticed them. It was not du...Strangely, Molly never noticed them. It was not during one of her outdoor soujourns, natch. Every time I tried to photograph them, they flew up onto my fence.<br /><br />I do think they were just feasting on the dead insects in the weeds/grass. I hold out no hope for them also helping themselves to the copious droppings left by Erin-Go-Braless' TWO insane labs.Kate Sherrodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08706419613939420574noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631080913626858673.post-68274960974657836672009-09-24T09:36:33.208-06:002009-09-24T09:36:33.208-06:00Was Molly afraid of them? Did you take any pictur...Was Molly afraid of them? Did you take any pictures???Sister Krisnoreply@blogger.com