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Still chillin' with my peeps
My dad was "bumping up" a brush pile and saw a baby buzzard. Apparently its mama had decided the brushpile would be a nice spot for her youngster. When Dad approached it, the baby hissed and swayed back and forth, trying to be as intimidating as a fuzzy baby can be...
The mother was nearby in a tall dead tree. Dad worked on other stuff on that same property until the little guy had grown up enough to leave the brushpile.
He said it was pretty neat watching it grow and change so quickly.