The dog next door was barking like mad a little while ago. She's not a barker by nature, so I figured there was somebody outside. When I looked, there was Harley walking along with a fish in his beak that was about the size of my hand. Harley's head, as you probably remember, is about the size of a ping pong ball.
I was upstairs and immediately galloped downstairs (yeah, about as graceful as you're picturing) to grab the camera. When I got to the side window and opened the blinds, Harley was there but had put down the fish. There was no way he was going to swallow this thing whole, so I guess he was going to pick at the flesh? And so I focused the camera as well as I could through the screen and waited. Before I could get a single picture, he flew away. Without the fish.