Yesterday, 16 Nov at about 3 in the afternoon everything outside was dark and still. We heard three or four whacking noises on the roof at about 5 second intervals. My first thought was that a few small tree branches had fallen, but that theory was dispelled when after a minute or so the whacks became a deafening staccato. Gracie and Tiger aren't fussed by anything. They were looking puzzled but not upset. Jack's dog Ruby on the other hand was terrified, poor girl. And, my veggies are trashed!