Yesterday, we go down to the river to let the dogs swim. My wife, Linda, gets her phone out preparing to take a video of the dogs being cute in the water. Just then, a huge eagle comes swooshing around the upriver bend and proceeds to soar 15’ off the water right over the dogs and in front of us, landing in a tree on the far bank about 100 yards downstream. I ask the wife, “did you get that?” She says, “no, I didn’t have a chance to switch it back to photo mode.”