BUZZARD BREATH

I appreciate vultures. Really, I do! You spend enough time in deer country, and you come to realize that, were it not for them, we'd all be up to our eyeballs in rotting road kill.

Still, I must admit, when one takes a perch right in front of my house, and stays there all day, just waiting for something nasty to happen, it does kinda creep...me...out.