The question of the day really isn’t about the eagles dining out on the Keweenaw Bay.
The question is: How in the world did that dead deer get out on the ice?
Did the deer run out on the ice, stumble and fall into the icy bay, and drown? Then it surfaced atop the rapidly freezing ice?
Or did a human somehow maneuver it out there? (I don’t think so–the ice is too thin.)
It is sad to consider the fate of the deer.
In any event, an eagle discovered the dead deer and broadcast to his friends: “No fish for lunch today! Today we’re dining on venison!”
Nine eagles joined him. The ten dined with gusto.
They were not sad about the fate of the deer.
Today only bones and fur float atop the ice. Today the eagles will dine on fish again.