I’ve heard about it. I’ve read about it. And it finally happened to me
There we were, peacefully eating our picnic on the beach. I had taken a bite out of my ham and cheese sarnie, when all of a sudden I felt a brush against the side of my head and a split second later, a gull flapped to land a few yards away with its beak full of MY sarnie
It was immediately mobbed by a screaming gang of other gulls all determined to have a bite … no chance. Robber gull gull-ped it down.
So there I was, with my empty hand frozen in mid-air, a look of astonishment on my face and surrounded by the exclamations of everyone sitting around us.
I have to admit, I had a sneaky admiration for my pickpocket – ahem, picsandwich – gull’s expertise. Wow. That was a seriously smooth operation. It barely touched my head, it didn’t touch my hand, and it got what it wanted in what was literally one fell swoop.
Gull – 1
Human being – nil!
No doubt about it. Gulls are the thugs of the bird world.
(image from http://www.freewebs.com/levels-birder/jul2011.htm )