Whilst Pat and I were having coffee at The Woodlands Centre on Monday there was a Gull sitting on the roof with something that he didn't have the ability to swallow whole nor the type of bill that could rip it into pieces. He was, however, defending it against all comers. Until a Hooded Crow came along and the Gull met its match....and lost the battle.
Look what I've got and it's mine!
Not now, it isn't. The booty turns out to be a fish.
(Apologies for the lack of clarity - it was taken on telephoto through a rather dirty window)
A bill designed for destruction
The last one is a cracker....Not for the flounder but the magpie deserves his meal.
ReplyDeleteThey tend to do that, don't they... gulls. I know I observed one with the camera who got rather obsessed over a simple leaf!
ReplyDeleteGreat photos! Never seen a hooded crow.
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