I didn’t realize they made noise when they flew, but they were close enough that I could hear it. It sounded like a helicopter just starting up–whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. And they have to take some running hops to get in the air. We have two kinds of vultures in Tennessee–the bald-headed ones and these. These are these. Also, if you want to know how long it takes a cat to go from road kill to dinner, I can tell you about 24 hours.
That’s disturbing, but comforting. I don’t know. It’s weird, but I kind of hope that’s what happened to Stella. A quick death and then she took to the sky.