Out on patrol, me driving and the Boss in the turret, when a shout of 'Eagle' makes me go deaf in the headphones. Where, says I, ever alert looking for an F15E Eagle in the sky, whilst at the same time bringing the patrol vehicle to a halt.
There, says the boss, the white one on the roof. I couldn't see one in any other hue anywhere else so I presume that the other one flew away.
This eagle looks a bit like a rejected prop from a Hammer Horror film but he would certainly keep the cats out of the garden. If they got past the two Jack Russells that is, and a lick of paint would smarten him up and give him a bit more presence.
He would look good in the garden though wouldn't he.