The hissing sound is a chunk of beef cooking in the kitchen on a George Foreman knock-off grill. The train whistle is about 2/3rds of a mile away and my windows were closed. The mike on that camera seems to be pretty sensitive.
Not all still photos go well.
Here, George grabbed the lanyard for my camera:
Gracie got a little bit too close for her close-up:
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I love it! I just had to reach around Ivy who is sitting on my lap and laptop to type this.
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