Whoever said that getting hit by bird shit is lucky has obviously never had such a gift from an Aberdeen seagull.
It's like getting shat on by a flying alsatian.
Showing posts with label Birds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Birds. Show all posts
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Evil
I've seen a lot of pretty disgusting things in my time - a 15-year-old Thai girl, heavily pregnant with her second child, butchering a dog for that night's dinner.
A restuarant described by a tour guide as "the best in Vietnam" crawling with cockroaches.
The carcass of a dead and trampled mouse found underneath a rug after several months lying undiscovered.
A Chinese woman skinning a basket of live frogs.
But today, as I walked from the train station to my office, I was met by the sight of something that I wasn't really prepared for at that time of the morning...
...a massive seagull tucking into a hearty breakfast of dead pigeon.
I'm presuming that the pigeon had been hit by a car, and not that the seagull had hunted its fellow bird down.
However it came upon its meal, the seagull seemed to be making the most of its good fortune, sqwuaking merrily as it ripped into the chest cavity, feathers flying everywhere.
I've said before that I have a phobia of birds, and one less pigeon is a victory for the forces of good in this world.
But being confronted by a seagull dismembering a pigeon on the pavement at 7.45am?
It's almost enough to put me off my Sugarpuffs.
A restuarant described by a tour guide as "the best in Vietnam" crawling with cockroaches.
The carcass of a dead and trampled mouse found underneath a rug after several months lying undiscovered.
A Chinese woman skinning a basket of live frogs.
But today, as I walked from the train station to my office, I was met by the sight of something that I wasn't really prepared for at that time of the morning...
...a massive seagull tucking into a hearty breakfast of dead pigeon.
I'm presuming that the pigeon had been hit by a car, and not that the seagull had hunted its fellow bird down.
However it came upon its meal, the seagull seemed to be making the most of its good fortune, sqwuaking merrily as it ripped into the chest cavity, feathers flying everywhere.
I've said before that I have a phobia of birds, and one less pigeon is a victory for the forces of good in this world.
But being confronted by a seagull dismembering a pigeon on the pavement at 7.45am?
It's almost enough to put me off my Sugarpuffs.
Friday, July 20, 2007
Quick-beaked Thief
It seems my good friend The Tomahawk Kid is ahead of the game.
Yesterday, he reported that he was witness to a robbery at a newsagent in Aberdeen city centre.
A daring seagull has become adept at sneaking into a branch of RS McColl's and pinching packets of crisps straight off the shelves.
Today, the story is featured in The Daily Record and on the BBC News website.
I hate seagulls. I've got a phobia of birds, but I especially hate birds that aren't afraid of humans, and who associate them with food, such as seagulls, pigeons and chickens.
Seagulls really are awful. Montrose is plagued by them, swooping down to steal food practically from people's hands and raking through bins in the search for food.
It strikes me that a seagull's life can't be overly fulfilling. Wake up at 5am, make a hell of a racket, rummage through some bins, try not to get hit by cars.
I think I dislike seagulls more than pigeons because they seem to have a bit of cunning about them, whereas pigeons just look and act dopey.
But if we're now at the stage where seagulls are stealing from shops, I think we should be worried. Maybe Alfred Hitchcock was right after all....
Yesterday, he reported that he was witness to a robbery at a newsagent in Aberdeen city centre.
A daring seagull has become adept at sneaking into a branch of RS McColl's and pinching packets of crisps straight off the shelves.
Today, the story is featured in The Daily Record and on the BBC News website.
I hate seagulls. I've got a phobia of birds, but I especially hate birds that aren't afraid of humans, and who associate them with food, such as seagulls, pigeons and chickens.
Seagulls really are awful. Montrose is plagued by them, swooping down to steal food practically from people's hands and raking through bins in the search for food.
It strikes me that a seagull's life can't be overly fulfilling. Wake up at 5am, make a hell of a racket, rummage through some bins, try not to get hit by cars.
I think I dislike seagulls more than pigeons because they seem to have a bit of cunning about them, whereas pigeons just look and act dopey.
But if we're now at the stage where seagulls are stealing from shops, I think we should be worried. Maybe Alfred Hitchcock was right after all....
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