
As I ate my chicken teriyaki (it was a take-out Chinese picnic) I was being eyed by this fellow.

He was close enough for most of dinner that I could have grabbed his beak.


He really seemed to want a taste of his long lost cousin.
a place for things that maybe shouldn't be lost (or things that have been found) (or things I felt like posting at the time)
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