The buzzards coming back to Hinckley reminds me of last summer after we enjoyed our most dee-lish steaks on the grill, I decided to throw the scraps on the bluff rather than putting them in the garbage can to hopefully prevent the varmints from shredding the bags and strewing the contents all over the drive and yard just to get to the table scraps.
The next morning I looked out the back window to see at least a half dozen buzzards circling above the back yard....and the steak scraps were completely gone.
