The Gunnar-man and I were taking a walk when I spotted some odd movement that was hard to figure out, even though it was maybe ten yards off. Then whatever it was saw the dog, got startled, and hopped backwards a bit, revealing this was a combination of two birds, as a hawk had taken down a white dove on someone's lawn. That's right, I was witnessing the origins of the cliché about war and peace, an actual hawk versus dove scenario. The dove laid there for a second, so I thought he was already dead, but he suddenly took off, flying low and fast to try and take advantage of the distraction. The hawk decided this would not stand, and instantly set out in hot pursuit. They both disappeared over a rooftop, allowing me the chance to believe the dove got away, even though I find that extremely unlikely. This made me wonder about where the victim came from, as I don't recall ever seeing white doves around here, so I looked them up on the Wikipedia to figure out their natural habitat. The answer apparently is that they don't have one, and they are bred to be released at ceremonial events. And while the preferred breed for this is homing pigeons, which can be recovered after, they will also use disposable ringneck doves for this purpose. What happens to these kind of doves after they are released? Apparently just what I was witnessing. I don't know about you, but I know the only thing I'll be thinking about the next time I see one of those dove release ceremonies.

Ceremonial Links:	Thanks Ant and Acleacius.
Play:	StealthBound Level Pack. Black IV - Time of Revenge. oO.
Science:	Let's Cool It in the Bedroom.
Media:	Everything Wrong With Tomb Raider In 15 Minutes (NSFW). LARA!!!! Thanks Kotaku. Rollie the armadillo playing with a toy.