several days of sorrow and apathy were rudely interrupted by an irascible flamenco performed on the roof by several crows which startled me from the bedclothes to stumble about but Curiosity offered a hand and led me to the kitchen where i found crust to throw on the roof to feed the pesky dancers who then laughed and shrieked at me as i went rooting through the yard with squinty mole like eyes in search of new dead things.