Well, I took a break while Lucila cleaned over here and saw the brain-damaged bird in the porch corner behind the fountain and watched it fall over. I took a paper towel out to get it because I wasn't sure how Lucila would react if she saw it, and wrapped it up and put it deep in the trash she's taking out when she's done. Poor baby starved. I should have tried harder to kill it.
James posted recently about a propane depot explosion in Toronto, and today at the western end of the county my city is in, we had an explosion in a concrete factory. One person dead; nothing else known yet.