A few weeks ago, a crow appeared on one of the pillars outside the building where I work. I didn't think much of it at the time, just that it was a bit random. Early the next week, I noticed that a fox was now in mid-pounce, aimed at the crow. This week, it seems our fox friend is rather unfortunate as he is plucked up by a bigger, meaner crow. I'm rather confused by the meaning of all this, but I'm curious to see if the saga will continue.

Update: I'm very glad I got a picture when I did because they power washed it off the building sometime between yesterday afternoon and this morning.