Today, the seagull, Bucko fought off maybe 8 seagulls. That’s just too many. He did the groundwork while I failed my arms, holding the cat food, yelling’ SHOO"
We think we make a good team. I think the crows think we’re mad but stayed with us. Later, I realized Bucko has a buddy who stands guard on a light post. When he was done eating and flew, off went his buddy. I’ll call her Bettie. I think I’m happier with just the crows, though. He eats too much. Get the basics for less or save on all of life’s fun extras here.