Redtails in Tornados
10,000 Birds
SEPTEMBER 21, 2012
while Dorothy’s family rushed into the basement. He was a small male, six or seven months old, and obviously not a skilled hunter. Solid food would have killed him, as he’d have used up the last of his fading energy trying to digest it. “What should we do?” asked Nance, into the phone. There’s a tornado coming!” said Nance.
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