Started Small
Started Small
Maizie ate two and killed another
before I noticed they weren't bats:
long tail, scales, membranous wings;
she caught and killed two more,
I found the shells of six eggs
inside the wall, broken siding,
one found its way outside.
Saw it now and then,
finch to cardinal to crow size,
then, for a while, nothing;
moved on, been eaten, shot?
Kinda missed it for a while,
till I found Maizie's skeleton picked clean,
carnivore scattered in the back yard.
Neighbor was over Sunday morning,
asking about her missing lab;
haven't seen it or the old lady since,
big shadows moving, not with the wind,
I'll be OK long's the critter
can't tear open the Fiesta
or come through the plate-glass window.