Dead Still — C.D. Moulton

I was passing by on the road and saw them there by the rock. I watched a few seconds, but they were dead still.Well, I saw there was a Squirrel Cuckoo in that bush, so figured they were watching it. They spook easy.The cuckoo flew off, so I came down here after I called and they didn't answer.There they were  Like that Like that was a bullet in the head.