What's your number? ataraxone 25 mg efectos Just as Freddy flaps his wings and begins a long slow, lazy arc in our direction, the wind drops suddenly and we have to land in a field, pronto. Blast! “You’re just unusually unlucky,” say both men when I’m safely on the ground. On a good day, Freddy might snatch the piece of mouse you are clutching in your glove, or perch a little longer, nibbling on his prey. I can’t hold it against him though. A day later (when it is again too windy) and I am on terra firma, he gives me a magical display of gravity-defying swoops, loops and fly-bys that culminate in “look-at-me” landings on my glove to snap up some choice morsels. His power and presence are extraordinary. And he’s obliging enough to let me stroke his feathers and crest.
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