Waiting for the Raptor

According to this posting, coyotes have been coming down from the hills and snatching small dogs off leashes.


It occurred to me that if pickings are so scarce out there, maybe the raptors are also especially hungry. 

What animal doesn't love an egg?  And since we're six floors up, it seemed to make sense to appeal to birds of prey. So I put a cracked egg I would otherwise have thrown away out on the balcony.  I told Strombeek she better keep an eye out so she doesn't miss the raptor when it comes.

But Strombeek got tired of waiting for the raptor.

I told her to wait for the raptor just a little longer. I assured her the raptor would come.

But sunset came before the raptor did.

Then night fell, and still no raptor. 

 The raptor never came.