re: #194 wrenchwench

You know what they eat?

Lizards.

He’d be hanging himself out there…

was at my ex’s place sitting on the patio….we built this little river that winds across the place with a couple of small fountain ponds, rocks, deadwood…you know the routine…so a RR comes dashing into view, stops at a pond thing and grabs a small toad, throws it down, picks it up throws it down again….little toad legs moving so it stabs the thing over and over….bam bam bam, cocks it’s head, then bama bam bam with it’s beak…I was shocked at the brutality…then it picks up the dead toad and walks away with it