Posted by Lissa on December 10, 2010
Don’t these silly creatures know that I’m higher on the food chain? That I eat poultry at least once a week? That I’m bigger and stronger than they are? That I have opposable thumbs and training with weapons?
I took this pic during my cooldown a few days ago. I used my iPhone with no zoom — that should give you an idea how close they were. These enormous walking pigeons wander around our neighborhood and have absolutely no fear, or respect, for large man-like or man-made objects. It’s not unusual to come across a line of stopped cars, waiting impatiently for them to finish their leisurely crossing of the road. Meanwhile, I’m angrily mumbling “Just hit them, already! Nudge them with your bumper! You’re bigger than they are!” to myself, five cars back.
I console myself that, come the Zombie Apocalypse, we could bag ourselves a few meals by driving around and hanging out the windows with a baseball bat.
What’s that you say?
Shaddup, you. I can buy you in the grocery store.
*sigh* Respect is so hard to come by nowadays.
(We saw the ostriches during the Animal Kingdom safari, also iPhone with no zoom. I was careful not to hang out the window, lest they make a grab for the camera – they were that close! Damn giant turkeys need a lesson with birdshot . . .)