Nature's cafeteria & possum love

It's funny what you see out here when you're not looking for it. For example, a bobcat dashed across the road yesterday. The day before that, a coyote hustled across an open field. Then, a doe spotted me and raised her white tail in fleet sometime last week. Each time, I had to stop and wonder.
Then there are times, when you see nature just being nature. We have a 'prairie dog town.' Let's face it; they are at the bottom of the food chain---but maybe they don't have to be, if they'd just use some common sense.
I sat in my truck, sometime recently, and watched a two burrowing owls (I think) had a feast on one of the dogs. That's not what caught my eye. What really got my attention was the other dogs. They sat, less than 10' feet away and watched! Wouldn't you hide, run or at least leave the area? That's what I mean by nature's cafeteria. It reminded me of the old days at the Piccadilly cafeteria. "Serve you?"
As for possum love... well, we got 'em and suffice it say they're affectionate. A day at the dump could've been a sex ed. class.
So there you have it.. As Peter Brady said to Greg; "expect it when you least expect it."
Bill Robertson