I had just been talking to my neighbour about the decision to drain the pond and find a new home for Moby and the other fish, and was sitting on the deck with a book and a cup of tea, when a strange crackling cry told me that the fish might very soon find a new home--inside an egret.
He was standing in the shallow end of the pool, but when Bella and I stood up he hopped up into a tree. And yelled at us in his strange crackly voice. (I don't think I have heard an egret disturbed from his dinner before.) But he did politely wait until I went inside and grabbed the camera, then flew, still yelling, across the street to the creek.
(To hear what he sounded like, go to WhatBird.com.)
I checked the pond. Moby was still there, and all the other easily-recognisable fish but I can't be sure about all the goldfish. Next time I guess the egret will be quiet.
Turned the hosepipe on, giving the fish a few more inches of water to hide in.
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We have them over here too, on the riveredge, and that cry really is odd. My beagles go crazy over it.
I tried to get a pic of one on sunday at the end of jefferson when i stepped out of the car--it flew off
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