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Tuesday, January 18, 2005

Seagulls vs. Pigeons


Growing up, I never lived in a place that had seagulls. Of course, I had seen them at the beach on vacation, and above landfills on TV. But I never once thought that they might hang out on top of street lights or parked trucks, the way pigeons do.

So when I moved to Baltimore and then Brooklyn, it always startled me to catch seagulls in my peripheral vision. They're so much bigger and faster than the pigeons that I can't help but root for the pigeons. I imagine them competing for the prime French fry spots in some sort of inner-city turf war.

Blogger Paige thought:

Toronto also has a delightful mix of seagulls and pigeons. When I was working downtown all summer I would eat lunch outside and the seaguls would always try and swoop down to steal the food from the innocent pigeons I enjoyed feeding. They are like poachers.

Sometimes I fed the seagulls too, but only the cute ones.

January 19, 2005 at 4:15 PM - Comment Permalink  
Blogger Andy thought:

I've seen a seagull snatch an entire cloud of cotton candy (conical paper stick and all) out of a child's hand. They're shady bastards.


January 19, 2005 at 5:24 PM - Comment Permalink  

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