Inexpicably, our new tenant has disappeared. I saw the dove on the nest on my first pass by our front door this morning; by mid-afternoon, Kelly was reporting that she had not seen the bird all day. Right after Patty set our dinner on the table, I presented the mystery and pointedly asked Patty -- "Well....?" She claimed no knowledge, and I sensed she may even have been briefly offended. As quickly as the irritation appeared on her face, though, it was gone, and she allowed a gentle smile as she offered, simply, "No offense taken...now eat your quail."