Man is late feeding birds, so they come looking for him

Yup. That’s why I used the word “legend.”

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I love critters.

It could be worse. They could have been fulmars.

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I work at a marina and had a family of mallards that would wait for me on the sidewalk by the parking lot if I was late coming in. Once I got there they’d march back down the bank and hop in the harbor to wait for stale bread to come flying out the window.

Michael: I want it to feed the birds.
Mr. Dawes Sr.: Fiddlesticks, boy! Feed the birds and what have you got? Fat birds!

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