As Heath Cliff circled the square, watching the humans hustle and bustle about their day, he spotted his target. Making another circle pass to make sure the humans had left for good, he zeroed in on the morsel left behind. “Gertrude is going to really love this!” he thought. “No worms or bugs for lunch today. I’m going to show her how much I appreciate her sitting on the nest so long.”
Seeing his opportunity open up, he dove for the morsel on the table and snatched it up. A French fry would be the coup de resistance today. Gertrude would be so happy to get a change in diet, and the kids would love it! He hurried off to the nest, feeling very smug in his accomplishment. He was having a good day. Until he got home, that is.
Gertrude: What the hell is this?
Heath Cliff: It’s lunch for you and the kids. I found it on a table on the square.
Gertrude: We can’t eat this. The kids aren’t old enough and besides, you know I’m on a low-fat diet!
Heath Cliff: Oh…I don’t remember you telling me that.
Gertrude: I know, you never listen to me. Now, go get us a decent meal, the kids will be awake in a little while.
He drops his prize, turns, and leaves the nest to start his search again.
Heath Cliff: Jeez…what I have to do for that woman.
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a vignette from real life, I’m sure.
Hahaha, one never imagines this convo in a bird’s life!
Hard to please wife!
Hokey, this is a great take! Such a cute, and funny storie! Just so you know, your little guy is much more considerate than the one on the picture… He had time to swallow three of these fries, before I aimed my cell phone at him 😛
When I saw the picture of the seagull it reminded me of a place in Malibu, CA called Gladstone’s By The Sea. It is (was?) a great place for seafood and people lined up for hours to get in. Being right on the ocean meant lots of seagulls. There was a boardwalk around the ocean side of the building where you could stand, hold up a piece of food in the air, and a seagull would fly by to snatch it from you. They would line up in a big long oval pattern like airplanes in the pattern at LAX and just keep circling – food or not.
The names came from the old Red Skelton TV show. He always did jokes about “…two seagulls, Heath Cliff and Gertrude were…” Couldn’t resist the storyline. One I remember was: “Heath Cliff and Gertrude were sitting on a telephone wire when Heath Cliff spots a big jet overhead, leaving long dark smoke trails. He says, “Wow, that bird sure is moving fast, and look at all the smoke.” Gertrude replies, “You’d be moving fast if your tail was on fire.” It just clicked.