A couple hours ago Momdigr sticks her head around the corner, and asks me am I feeling alright. When I asked her why, she said there's a buzzard in the back yard.
I immediately thought about my 19 yo cat, Slick. But, I also thought to grab my camera.
I get out back and there on a power pole, is a buzzard. I tripped over my cat (
alive) stepping off the patio.
Then, while editing and resizing the photo of Buzz...
...I saved over the original image.
Took me an hour to get it back.
Anywho, Cellar, meet Buzz:
75-100 feet away, ~50 feet up, full telephoto, handheld, no image stabilization
ETA: Spoke too soon. Taint no buzzard. Methinks it's an
American Black Vulture.