puddle town

We went to the campo this morning to check on our crew. I couldn´t find our other bird that doesn´t fly. There are two. I only saw one. So, I moved the bunny house and there it was, smashed like an unwanted creature. There was blood on the wall. I think the poor little guy got trapped behind the bunny house and couldn´t get out! He´s dead, gone, toast.

Went to the center today. I saw a homeless women pee. Squat, push, and pee. I never thought I would live to see this day. I mean, they are homeless so I suppose I KNEW that they went on the street I just didn´t ever think I´d see it.

Now carefully avoiding ¨puddles¨ when I walk,
SF