[Scrambling away from descending birds always seems to work and to-day is no exception. A heartbeat after Rex leaves the rubble pile the talons strike, sending bits of this and that flying. The bird attached to them makes a disturbingly dinosaur-like snorting sound and pauses, wings outstretched, head swinging about in an attempt to find its escaped prey. It appears its eyesight is less than optimal with those three red, vaguely glowing eyes....]