Hunting...

Sometimes your luck just runs out. It was a bad night to trap. The weather was too warm. Too many people out and about. Playing basketball and throwing a function at our normal hunting grounds. It was a bit annoying. We did the best we could. We were practically chasing down a few we saw on the street. The tuna was no help with piles of garbage just waiting for guests to rummage through. They were waiting for us humans to go away so they could feed in peace. Maybe if the jobs we do to support our hunting habit didn't get in the way, we would have stayed out all night. It was a tough one to give up. We were able to catch a nice boy in a backyard. He was not happy with us at all. But he'll do fine. I have a feeling that turkey was shared with a few of our feline friends. They were very thankful. And we don't give up. The hunt continues on.